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the fool; honor bright; I'm not; yet by Jove!to get to windward of the professors and Mackenzie too!  It would be a great game; Bunny; it would be a great game!〃

〃Well; you mustn't play it this week。〃

〃No; no; I won't。  But I wonder how the professors think of going to work?  That's what one wants to know。  I wonder if they've really got an accomplice in the house?  How I wish I knew their game!  But it's all right; Bunny; don't you be jealous; it shall be as you wish。〃

And with that assurance I went off to my own room; and so to bed with an incredibly light heart。 I had still enough of the honest man in me to welcome the postponement of our actual felonies; to dread their performance; to deplore their necessity: which is merely another way of stating the too patent fact that I was an incomparably weaker man than Raffles; while every whit as wicked。

I had; however; one rather strong point。  I possessed the gift of dismissing unpleasant considerations; not intimately connected with the passing moment; entirely from my mind。  Through the exercise of this faculty I had lately been living my frivolous life in town with as much ignoble enjoyment as I had derived from it the year before; and similarly; here at Milchester; in the long…dreaded cricket…week; I had after all a quite excellent time。

It is true that there were other factors in this pleasing disappointment。  In the first place; mirabile dictu; there were one or two even greater duffers than I on the Abbey cricket…field。  Indeed; quite early in the week; when it was of most value to me; I gained considerable kudos for a lucky catch; a ball; of which I had merely heard the hum; stuck fast in my hand; which Lord Amersteth himself grasped in public congratulation。  This happy accident was not to be undone even by me; and; as nothing succeeds like success; and the constant encouragement of the one great cricketer on the field was in itself an immense stimulus; I actually made a run or two in my very next innings。  Miss Melhuish said pretty things to me that night at the great ball in honor of Viscount Crowley's majority; she also told me that was the night on which the robbers would assuredly make their raid; and was full of arch tremors when we sat out in the garden; though the entire premises were illuminated all night long。  Meanwhile the quiet Scotchman took countless photographs by day; which he developed by night in a dark room admirably situated in the servants' part of the house; and it is my firm belief that only two of his fellow…guests knew Mr。 Clephane of Dundee for Inspector Mackenzie of Scotland Yard。

The week was to end with a trumpery match on the Saturday; which two or three of us intended abandoning early in order to return to town that night。  The match; however; was never played。  In the small hours of the Saturday morning a tragedy took place at Milchester Abbey。

Let me tell of the thing as I saw and heard it。  My room opened upon the central gallery; and was not even on the same floor as that on which Rafflesand I think all the other menwere quartered。  I had been put; in fact; into the dressing…room of one of the grand suites; and my too near neighbors were old Lady Melrose and my host and hostess。  Now; by the Friday evening the actual festivities were at an end; and; for the first time that week; I must have been sound asleep since midnight; when all at once I found myself sitting up breathless。  A heavy thud had come against my door; and now I heard hard breathing and the dull stamp of muffled feet。

〃I've got ye;〃 muttered a voice。  〃It's no use struggling。〃

It was the Scotch detective; and a new fear turned me cold。  There was no reply; but the hard breathing grew harder still; and the muffled feet beat the floor to a quicker measure。  In sudden panic I sprang out of bed and flung open my door。 A light burnt low on the landing; and by it I could see Mackenzie swaying and staggering in a silent tussle with some powerful adversary。

〃Hold this man!〃 he cried; as I appeared。 〃Hold the rascal!〃

But I stood like a fool until the pair of them backed into me; when; with a deep breath I flung myself on the fellow; whose face I had seen at last。 He was one of the footmen who waited at table; and no sooner had I pinned him than the detective loosed his hold。

〃Hang on to him;〃 he cried。  〃There's more of 'em below。〃

And he went leaping down the stairs; as other doors opened and Lord Amersteth and his son appeared simultaneously in their pyjamas。  At that my man ceased struggling; but I was still holding him when Crowley turned up the gas。

〃What the devil's all this?〃 asked Lord Amersteth; blinking。  〃Who was that ran downstairs?〃

〃MacClephane!〃 said I hastily。

〃Aha!〃 said he; turning to the footman。  〃So you're the scoundrel; are you?  Well done!  Well done!  Where was he caught?〃

I had no idea。

〃Here's Lady Melrose's door open;〃 said Crowley。  〃Lady Melrose!  Lady Melrose!〃

〃You forget she's deaf;〃 said Lord Amersteth。 〃Ah! that'll be her maid。〃

An inner door had opened; next instant there was a little shriek; and a white figure gesticulated on the threshold。

〃Ou donc est l'ecrin de Madame la Marquise?  La fenetre est ouverte。  Il a disparu!〃

〃Window open and jewel…case gone; by Jove!〃 exclaimed Lord Amersteth。  〃Mais comment est Madame la Marquise?  Est elle bien?〃

〃Oui; milor。  Elle dort。〃

〃Sleeps through it all;〃 said my lord。  〃She's the only one; then!〃

〃What made MackenzieClephanebolt?〃 young Crowley asked me。

〃Said there were more of them below。〃

〃Why the devil couldn't you tell us so before?〃 he cried; and went leaping downstairs in his turn。

He was followed by nearly all the cricketers; who now burst upon the scene in a body; only to desert it for the chase。  Raffles was one of them; and I would gladly have been another; had not the footman chosen this moment to hurl me from him; and to make a dash in the direction from which they had come。  Lord Amersteth had him in an instant; but the fellow fought desperately; and it took the two of us to drag him downstairs; amid a terrified chorus from half…open doors。  Eventually we handed him over to two other footmen who appeared with their nightshirts tucked into their trousers; and my host was good enough to compliment me as he led the way outside。

〃I thought I heard a shot;〃 he added。  〃Didn't you?〃

〃I thought I heard three。〃

And out we dashed into the darkness。

I remember how the gravel pricked my feet; how the wet grass numbed them as we made for the sound of voices on an outlying lawn。  So dark was the night that we were in the cricketers' midst before we saw the shimmer of their pyjamas; and then Lord Amersteth almost trod on Mackenzie as he lay prostrate in the dew。

〃Who's this ?〃 he cried。  〃What on earth's happened?〃

〃It's Clephane;〃 said a man who knelt over him。  〃He's got a bullet in him somewhere。〃

〃Is he alive?〃

〃Barely。〃

〃Good God!  Where's Crowley?〃

〃Here I am;〃 called a breathless voice。  〃It's no good; you fellows。  There's nothing to show which way they've gone。  Here's Raffles; he's chucked it; too。〃  And they ran up panting。

〃Well; we've got one of them; at all events;〃 muttered Lord Amersteth。  〃The next thing is to get this poor fellow indoors。  Take his shoulders; somebody。  Now his middle。  Join hands under him。  All together; now; that's the way。  Poor fellow!  Poor fellow!  His name isn't Clephane at all。  He's a Scotland Yard detective; down here for these very villains!〃

Raffles was the first to express surprise; but he had also been the first to raise the wounded man。  Nor had any of them a stronger or more tender hand in the slow procession to the house。

In a little we had the senseless man stretched on a sofa in the library。  And there; with ice on his wound and brandy in his throat; his eyes opened and his lips moved。

Lord Amersteth bent down to catch the words。

〃Yes; yes;〃 said he; 〃we've got one of them safe and sound。  The brute you collared upstairs。〃 Lord Amersteth bent lower。  〃By Jove!  Lowered the jewel…case out of the window; did he?  And they've got clean away with it!  Well; well!  I only hope we'll be able to pull this good fellow through。  He's off again。〃

An hour passed: the sun was rising。

It found a dozen young fellows on the settees in the billiard…room; drinking whiskey and soda…water in their overcoats and pyjamas; and still talking excitedly in one breath。  A time…table was being passed from hand to hand: the doctor was still in the library。  At last the door opened; and Lord Amersteth put in his head。

〃It isn't hopeless;〃 said he; 〃but it's bad enough。 There'll be no cricket to…day。〃

Another hour; and most of us were on our way to catch the early train; between us we filled a compartment almost to suffocation。  And still we talked all together of the night's event; and still I was a little hero in my way; for having kept my hold of the one ruffian who had been taken; and my gratification was subtle and intense。  Raffles watched me under lowered lids。  Not a word had we had together; not a word did we have until we had left the others at Paddington; and were skimming through the streets in a hansom with noiseless tires and a tinklin

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