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The Head of Kay's

Chapter 7 A CLUE

Word Count: 1459    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

tent had d

ice, found it at last in a tangled heap upon the ground. It was too dark to see anything distinctly, but he perceived that the canvas

ashing the last vestiges of sleep away with their knuckles, trooped on

Can't you finish that game of footer some other time, wh

e of one havi

atter? What a

It was trying to get out from underneath the fallen

get up. And then some blackguard cut the ropes of the guard-tent.

expressed a wish that

d, he hinted, be troubl

inning to disgor

aid a facetious voic

mysterious assailants. Matters quieted down rapidly after the tent had been set up again. The spectators were driven back to their lines by their officers. The guard turned in again to try and res

s circulation might exceed that of any penny morning paper, ever propounded so fascinating and puzzling a breakfast-table problem. It was the utter impossibility

of course, h

ook at 'em. That's all the evidence you want. The only thing that makes it at all puzzling i

ot turn the eye of suspicion towards the Eckleton lines. The affair remained a mystery. Kennedy,

said to Silver, two days

busive comments on the toughness of the meat which he was trying to carve with a blunt

at

rd-tent b

with the times? You're always thinking of som

thinking it over, and I believe you're right. You see, it was probably somebody wh

ng particularly deeply to know that the best way of making a tent collapse is to loose the ropes. Of course it was Kay's

ose not," s

stump-cricket. Silver was in the middle of a story in one of the magazin

aid, when the

ou say to going after those chaps? I thought that story was going to be a long one t

ying just now. I suddenly remembered that I didn't particularly want anybody but yo

left us to continue their revels on the green, our wicked uncle has gone to London, his sinis

n ass," ple

le. Conceal nothing. Spar

the chap who was sen

nn

ns by our special cor

lv

ight l

All this hesitation strikes me as susp

r the sentry

y up

pset him into the ditch. They went in tog

picture. Pro

ratched the man. It was just after that that the man sat on

position to j

ame up against the fellow's cheek as he was falling. So you see we've only got to look for a man with a sc

n floor of the tent. "You ought to give a chap some warning. Look here," he added, imperatively, "swear you'll take m

had scratched his assailant's right cheek, added to the other indubitable fact that Walton, of Kay's, was even now walking abroad with a scratch on his right cheek, h

which would not have deceived a prattling infant, "nast

ing a few days ago," replied Wa

said K

ool," sa

me?" inquired K

with the suavity of a

comfortable feeling that Kennedy knew too much, and that, though he had undoubtedly scored off him for

it behoved hi

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