"There's a convict escaped from Princetown, sir.

He's been out three days now, and the warders watch every road and every station, but they've had no sight of him yet.

The farmers about here don't like it, sir, and that's a fact." "Well, I understand that they get five pounds if they can give information." "Yes, sir, but the chance of five pounds is but a poor thing compared to the chance of having your throat cut.

You see, it isn't like any ordinary convict.

This is a man that would stick at nothing." "Who is he, then ?" "It is Selden, the Notting Hill murderer." I remembered the case well, for it was one in which Holmes had taken an interest on account of the peculiar ferocity of the crime and the wanton brutality which had marked all the actions of the assassin.