Now, how was he taken ?" he went on, turning to the policeman who had summoned him.

"And when, and where ?--let's be knowing about it." "He wasn't taken, your Worship," replied the man.

"Leastways, not in what you'd call the proper way.

He came back to his house half an hour or so ago--when it was just getting nicely light--and two of our men that were there told him what was going on, and he appeared to come straight down with them.

He says he knows naught, your Worship." "That's what you'd expect," remarked Mallalieu, drily.