"Water," said the young man, and he hurried away to obtain
some.
"I feel queer," said his thickset colleague to Maclast.
"I will answer for Langley as for myself." said Maclast; "and
there is not another human being aware of our purpose."
"Except Morley."
"Yes: except Morley. But I should as soon doubt Gerard as
Stephen Morley."
"Certainly."
"I cannot conceive how she traced me," said Gerard. "I have
never even breathed to her of our meeting. Would we had some
water! Ah! here it comes.
"I arrest you in the Queen's name," said a serjeant of police.
"Resistance is vain." Maclast blew out the light, and then
ran up into the loft, followed by the thickset man, who fell
down the stairs: Wilkins got up the chimney. The sergeant
took a lanthorn from his pocket, and threw a powerful light on
the chamber, while his followers entered, seized and secured
all the papers, and commenced their search.
The light fell upon a group that did not move: the father
holding the hand of his insensible child, while he extended
his other arm as if to preserve her from the profanation of
the touch of the invaders.
"You are Walter Gerard, I presume," said the serjeant, "six
foot two without shoes.
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