What he said to her can be briefly
told elsewhere; what he ordered her to do was to return and watch the
man and not the woman.
During Lucy's hesitation, which was somewhat long, a clergyman came to
the window, looked in, and promptly retired, seeing the Colonel had
company. This, however, was only a modest curate, _alias_ a detective. He
saw in half a moment that this must be Mark Waddy's pal; but as the
police like to go their own way he would not watch the lawn himself, but
asked Jem Davies, with whom he had made acquaintance, to keep an eye upon
that with his fellows, for there was a jail-bird in the house; then he
went round to the front door, by which he felt sure his bird would make
his exit. He had no earthly right to capture this ecclesiastic, but he
was prepared if the Colonel, who was a magistrate, gave him the order,
and not without.
But we are interrupting Colonel Clifford's interrogatories.
"Madam, what makes you think this disloyal person was my son?"
"Indeed, sir, I don't know," said the lady, and looking around the room
with some signs of distress.
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