And then he went through into the room where the father and daughter were sitting.
"Well ?" said Bunting, starting up.

"Well, Joe?
Now you can tell us all about that mysterious clue.

I suppose it'd be too good news to expect you to tell us they've caught him ?" "No fear of such good news as that yet awhile.

If they'd caught him," said Joe ruefully, "well, I don't suppose I should be here, Mr.Bunting.But the Yard are circulating a description at last.
And--well, they've found his weapon!" "No ?" cried Bunting excitedly.

"You don't say so! Whatever sort of a thing is it?
And are they sure 'tis his ?" "Well, 'tain't sure, but it seems to be likely." Mrs.Bunting had slipped into the room and shut the door behind her.
But she was still standing with her back against the door, looking at the group in front of her.