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After breakfast Hilliard disappeared. He went out ostensibly to post a letter, but it was not until nearly three o'clock that he turned up again.
"Sorry, old man," he greeted Merriman, "but when I was going to the post office this morning an idea struck me, and it took me longer to follow up than I anticipated. I'll tell you. I suppose you realise that life in that barrel won't be very happy for the victim?"