"No, sir," answered the sailor, "I didn't know him; but the young man from the Reindeer——"
"He recognized him?"
"Yes; he said he'd seen the man in Doncaster only the night before; and that he was your—trainer, I think he called him."
"Yes, yes."
"A lame chap."
"Come, gentlemen," said John, turning to his friends, "what are we to do?"
"Send the servants into the wood," replied Colonel Maddison, "and have the body carried——"
"Not here," cried John Mellish, interrupting him,—"not here; it would kill my wife."
"Where did the man live?" asked the colonel.
"In the north lodge. A cottage against the northern gates, which are never used now."