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390 RHYS LEWIS.
which he did without looking at us, and keeping his eyes upon
the ground. He could cot, however, escape the lamplight.
When he was out of hearing Will Bryan said : —
" I'm blowed if that chap isn't old Nic'las ! "
" You are right, Will," I returned. " Nic'las it is, sure
enough. For my sake, follow him and find out where ho goes
to, even if it took you two hours, and come back here. You
shall know the reason again. I, for my part, will try and dis-
charge my errand, but whether I succeed or not I shall remain
here until you return."
" At your service as detective in chief," cried Will, in his
old form of speech, as, jumping upon his cab, he drove off.
I gazed after him for some seconds, but he was quickly out
of sight. Turning upon my heel, I rang lustily at the bell of
the gaol. But I see it will take another chapter to relate the
adventures of that strange night of my history.
CHAPTER XXXIX.
AVrLL BRYAN IN HIS CASTLE.
I BANG the Old Bailey bell vigorously, as I have said. I felt
agitated and sad, and the unexpected appearances of Will
Bryan and old Nic'las did not lessen, in the slightest, the
multitude of my thoughts. Promptly, in response to the
summons. I heard someone walk up at a brisk pace, the jingle
of his kevs denoting his important, though unenviable, office.
A minute later the door was opened, and the light of a lamp,
carried by the opener, blazed across my face, almost blinding me.
"Who was I?" " What did I want ? "
" Was the governor in ? "
" He was."
" Could I see him ? "
" I could, if my business was important."
" O, certainly."
"Good. Come in I "