_I_ know them." He brooded darkly.

"It's all part of the plan," he went on.

Then, as though feeling that this latter statement, in itself, erred on the side of vagueness, he added--"to worrit a man." "How many passengers did you have on your last journey in, last night ?" "Two on 'em." Mr.Crows, with forefinger and thumb, snuffed his nose as he had previously snuffed the candle in the lamp.

"There was Peter Portgartha and a young woman.

I happen to know it was a young 'un because she went away at such a rate when she got out.