When he reached the crest I saw the ragged uncouth figure outlined for an instant against the cold blue sky.

He looked round him with a furtive and stealthy air, as one who dreads pursuit.

Then he vanished over the hill.
"Well! Am I right ?" "Certainly, there is a boy who seems to have some secret errand." "And what the errand is even a county constable could guess.

But not one word shall they have from me, and I bind you to secrecy also, Dr.
Watson.

Not a word! You understand!" "Just as you wish." "They have treated me shamefully--shamefully.