"A secret?" cried the old watchman, in considerable astonishment.
"Yes, sir."
"What for?"
"I have my reasons for it."
"The villains that attacked you ought to be punished. They ought to be in the hands of the police this blessed minute."
"You are right, ordinarily speaking, but I have work to do before I have them locked up."
"Well, I'll do as you say."
"You see, I want to have them believe that I am really done for."
"I see."
"If they think that, I can follow them up wherever they go quite easily."