But no prosecution followed; it was clear they were not agents of the police.

Mr.Figgis, also, frequently came out from Brighton, and went strolling about too, very slowly and sadly.

He often wandered in the little copses that bordered the path over the downs to Brighton, especially near the place where it joined the main road a few hundred yards below Falmer station.

Then came a morning when neither he nor any of the other chance visitors to Falmer were seen there any more.
But the evening before Mr.Figgis carried back with him to the train a long thin package wrapped in brown paper.

But on the morning when these strangers were seen no more at Falmer, it appeared that they had not entirely left the neighbourhood, for instead of one only being in the neighbourhood of Sussex Square, there were three of them there.
Morris had ordered the motor to be round that morning at eleven, and it had been at the door some few minutes before he appeared.