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It proved to be a misty morning, but he had no difficulty in following the trail he had traced overnight. One thing was certain: Jelf knew the house. He had found the private way in to the main floor, which he must have opened with one of the two skeleton keys that were found in his pocket when his clothes were searched.
Another discovery was that Jelf had in his possession some five hundred pounds in bank-notes, so there seemed no pressing reason why he should have accepted the job of chauffeur.