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Joe Biddle had asked himself no questions, before he had fallen in with Manthon's suggestion that he should play the part of general spy, during his more or less indefinite stay at Monkshole. He knew, of course, that Manthon was not moved by any sinister motive, and that it would be well worth his while in the long run to do as he was asked. And even if things ended in disaster, Manthon has promised Biddle that he should not suffer. Therefore, Biddle went about his work with a light heart, and for the next two days lay more or less low, awaiting Manthon's orders, so to speak.
But it was a dreary business and what appeared to be a dismal and commonplace household. Monkshole was the last word in dullness and boredom without any redeeming light and, from Biddle's point of view, the man Fish and his wife might have been moulded by nature to take the part of domestics in that gloomy establishment. And if there was anything sinister going on there, Biddle was persuaded that neither Fish nor his wife had anything whatever to do with it.