? ? ? ? "Come, sir, come!" cried Frankland, rushing upstairs. "You will see with your own eyes and judge for yourself."
? ? ? ? The telescope, a formidable instrument mounted upon a tripod, stood upon the flat leads of the house. Frankland clapped his eye to it and gave a cry of satisfaction.
? ? ? ? "Quick, Dr. Watson, quick, before he passes over the hill!"
? ? ? ? There he was, sure enough, a small urchin with a little bundle upon his shoulder, toiling slowly up the hill. When he reached the crest I saw the ragged uncouth figure outlined for an instant against the cold blue sky. He looked round him with a furtive and stealthy air, as one who dreads pursuit. Then he vanished over the hill.
? ? ? ? "Well! Am I right?"
? ? ? ? "Certainly, there is a boy who seems to have some secret errand."
? ? ? ? "And what the errand is even a county constable could guess. But not one word shall they have from me, and I bind you to secrecy also, Dr. Watson. Not a word! You understand!"
? ? ? ? "Just as you wish."
? ? ? ? "They have treated me shamefully -- shamefully. When the facts come out in Frankland v. Regina I venture to think that a thrill of indignation will run through the country.
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