But for the squire to distinguish this same Goddard from all other men in smock-frocks was a less easy matter.

The vicar, indeed, could tell a strange face at a hundred yards, for he knew every man, woman and child in his parish; but the squire's acquaintance was more limited.

Obviously, said Mr.Ambrose to himself, the squire's best course would be to stay quietly at home until the danger was passed, and to pass word to Policeman Gall to lay hands on any particularly seedy-looking tramps he happened to see in the village.

It was Gall's duty to do so in any case, as he had been warned to be on the look-out.

Mr.Ambrose inwardly wondered where the man could be hiding.