[CHAPTER XXXVIII.]
THE NEW TENANT TAKES POSSESSION OF NO. 119 GREAT PORTER SQUARE.
An hour before midnight of the day on which No. 119 Great Porter Square was let to a new tenant, a man dressed in plain clothes walked leisurely round the Square in a quiet and secretly-watchful manner. Rain was falling, and there were but few persons about, but, although the man spoke to none, he appeared to take an interest in all, scrutinising them closely with keen, observant eyes. Between him and the policemen he met in his circuitous wanderings a kind of freemasonry evidently existed. Once or twice he asked, under his breath, without stopping:
“All right?”
And received in answer the same words, spoken rapidly and in a low tone:
“All right!”
No other words were exchanged.