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One glance at those two bitter enemies of his was sufficient to convince Quint that they were here on the same errand that had brought him down to Wapping. By some means or other they had got on the track of Kent, probably through an employee of Claw's and had at once set out to look for him. They were not disguised, as were Quint and Somerset, but from somewhere they had procured a couple of rough coats and tweed caps, in which they evidently hoped to pass for members of the working classes. Just for a moment Quint hesitated, but secure in his own disguise and that of Somerset, it seemed to him that with a little audacity he would be master of the situation. So far, at any rate, Claw and his companion had not noticed the advent of Kent, so that it was not very difficult for Quint to pull him down in a chair at the table where he was seated, and interpose himself between Kent and the others.
Once this was done Quint began to feel easier in his mind.