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IT was nearer eight than seven when John Wade went back to his bed, and he woke to the sound of children playing in the street, a sure indication that it was late afternoon. He had had his bath and was dressing when Elk arrived.
"No, Acre's no news, except that the Aylesbury police arrested a man they thought was Golly. It wasn't him, though." Elk was portentously solemn, and John guessed that behind the bald information that nothing had happened he had serious news of a kind. "I've just been to see that young lady, Lila Smith. She's O.K., and the doctor says there's no reason why she shouldn't go back home. And his lordship called this morning."