But what I want to tell you is much stranger and more important, though it cannot have anything at all to do with Cheeseman.

You know, I told you I was going for a good long ride; but I did not tell you where, because I knew that you would try to stop me.

But the fact was that I had made up my mind to see what Caryl Carne is at, among his owls and ivy.

You remember the last time I went to the old place I knocked till I was tired, but could get no answer, and the window was stopped with some rusty old spiked railings, where we used to be able to get in at the side.

All the others are out of reach, as you know well; and being of a yielding nature, I came sadly home.