There was no one in the road, I am quite sure." "I do not know," said the vicar, delighted at being able to say so.

He was such a simple man that Mr.Juxon noticed the tone of relief in which he denied any knowledge of Goddard's whereabouts on the previous day as compared with his reluctance to answer upon those points of which he was certain.
"You are not anxious that Goddard should be caught," said the squire rather sharply.
"Frankly," returned the vicar, "I do not wish to be instrumental in his capture--not that I am likely to be." "That is none of my business, Mr.Ambrose.I will try and catch him alone.

But it would be better that he should be taken alive and quietly--" "Surely," cried the vicar in great alarm, "you would not kill him ?" "Oh no, certainly not.

But my dog might, Mr.Ambrose.They are ugly dogs when they are angry, and they have a remarkable faculty for finding people who are lost.

They used to use them in Russia for tracking fugitive serfs and convicts who escaped from Siberia." Mr.Ambrose shuddered.