But he recovered quickly; no doubt he had met the cool type before.

"Come, come!" said he.

"No blustering.

Out with your papers, my fine fellow." The door opened, and a couple of men came in; over their shoulders, ere the door closed again, Mr.Caryll had a glimpse of the landlady's rosy face, alarm in her glance.

The newcomers were dirty rogues; tipstaves, recognizable at a glance.