She began throwing things at customers, and somebody as was badly hit on the jaw with a tin of sardines complained to the police.

We shall be rid of him very soon, you'll see, sir." This gave Warburton small satisfaction, but he kept his human thoughts to himself, and presently went home.

Here his landlady met him with the announcement that only a few hours ago she had forwarded a letter delivered by the post this morning.

This was vexatious; several days must elapse before he could have the letter back again from St.Jean de Luz.

Sure that Mrs.Wick must have closely scrutinised the envelope, he questioned her as to handwriting and postmark, but the woman declared that she had given not a glance to these things, which were not her business.