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'
Where
can
he
have
come
from
!
'
exclaimed
Toby
.
'
He
's
been
to
the
other
kens
of
course
,
and
finding
them
filled
with
strangers
come
on
here
,
where
he
's
been
many
a
time
and
often
.
But
where
can
he
have
come
from
first
,
and
how
comes
he
here
alone
without
the
other
!
'
'
He
'
--
(
none
of
them
called
the
murderer
by
his
old
name
)
--
'
He
ca
n't
have
made
away
with
himself
.
What
do
you
think
?
'
said
Chitling
.
Toby
shook
his
head
.
'
If
he
had
,
'
said
Kags
,
'
the
dog
'
ud
want
to
lead
us
away
to
where
he
did
it
.
No
.
I
think
he
's
got
out
of
the
country
,
and
left
the
dog
behind
.
He
must
have
given
him
the
slip
somehow
,
or
he
would
n't
be
so
easy
.
'
This
solution
,
appearing
the
most
probable
one
,
was
adopted
as
the
right
;
the
dog
,
creeping
under
a
chair
,
coiled
himself
up
to
sleep
,
without
more
notice
from
anybody
.
It
being
now
dark
,
the
shutter
was
closed
,
and
a
candle
lighted
and
placed
upon
the
table
.
The
terrible
events
of
the
last
two
days
had
made
a
deep
impression
on
all
three
,
increased
by
the
danger
and
uncertainty
of
their
own
position
.
They
drew
their
chairs
closer
together
,
starting
at
every
sound
.
They
spoke
little
,
and
that
in
whispers
,
and
were
as
silent
and
awe-stricken
as
if
the
remains
of
the
murdered
woman
lay
in
the
next
room
.
They
had
sat
thus
,
some
time
,
when
suddenly
was
heard
a
hurried
knocking
at
the
door
below
.
'
Young
Bates
,
'
said
Kags
,
looking
angrily
round
,
to
check
the
fear
he
felt
himself
.
The
knocking
came
again
.
No
,
it
was
n't
he
.
He
never
knocked
like
that
.
