It's a blind job, but that's just in my line.

A map of the town, a few general instructions, and I'm off." Mr.Fox turned towards the coroner, and opened his lips; but closed them again without speaking.

Did Sweetwater notice this act of self-restraint?
If he did, he failed to show it.
X "I CAN HELP YOU" A subtle knave; a finder out of occasions; That has an eye can stamp and counterfeit Advantages though true advantage never presents Itself; A devilish knave! _Othello_.
A half hour spent with Hexford in and about the club-house, and Sweetwater was ready for the road.

As he made his way through the northern gate, he cast a quick look back at the long, low building he had just left, with its tall chimneys and rows of sightless windows, half hidden, half revealed by the encroaching pines.

The mystery of the place fascinated him.