I've been in the same fix myself.

You can lie snug in my little log hut, for that old image Gibbons won't blab.

Or, tell you what, I've got an aunt who lives near here and she's a bit of a sportsman.

You can hide in her moated grange till the bobbies get tired.' I think it was Archie's calm acceptance of my position as natural and becoming that restored my good temper.

He was far too well bred to ask what crime I had committed, and I didn't propose to enlighten him much.
But as we swung up the moorland road I let him know that I was serving the Government, but that it was necessary that I should appear to be unauthenticated and that therefore I must dodge the police.