But if there be some missing, we must search until we find them.
Then shall we make our final coup, and hunt the wretch to his real death." We all sat silent awhile and all at once Mr.Morris spoke, "Say! How are we going to get into that house ?" "We got into the other," answered Lord Godalming quickly.
"But, Art, this is different.

We broke house at Carfax, but we had night and a walled park to protect us.

It will be a mighty different thing to commit burglary in Piccadilly, either by day or night.

I confess I don't see how we are going to get in unless that agency duck can find us a key of some sort." Lord Godalming's brows contracted, and he stood up and walked about the room.

By-and-by he stopped and said, turning from one to another of us, "Quincey's head is level.