? ? ? ? "Well, I waited until thc road was clear -- it is never a very frequented one at any time, I fancy -- and then I clambered over the fence into the grounds."
? ? ? ? "Surely the gate was open!" ejaculated Phelps.
? ? ? ? "Yes, but I have a peculiar taste in these matters. I chose the place where the three fir-trees stand, and behind their screen I got over without the least chance of anyone in the house being able to see me. I crouched down among the bushes on the other side and crawled from one to the other -- witness the disreputable state of my trouser knees -- until I had reached the clump of rhododendrons just opposite to your bedroom window. There I squatted down and awaited developments.
? ? ? ? "The blind was not down in your room, and I could see Miss Harrison sitting there reading by the table.
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