Which is as out of the way and quiet and lonely a spot as
you could wish for."
"And you have information that he will be there?" Dunn said
incredulously. "How can you possibly be sure of that?"
"Never mind how," answered Deede Dawson. "I am sure. That's enough.
My information is certain."
"Oh, it is, is it?" Dunn muttered. "You are a wonderful man, Mr.
Dawson. You know everything--or nearly everything. You are sure
of everything--or nearly everything--but suppose he changes his
mind at the last moment and doesn't come after all?"
"He won't," answered Deede Dawson. "You be there and you'll find
him there all right."
"Well, perhaps," said Dunn slowly. "But what I want to know is why
you are so sure? There's a good deal hangs on your being right,
you know."
"I only wish I was as certain of everything else," Deede Dawson said.
"Oh, all right," exclaimed Dunn. "I suppose you know and you may
be right."
"I am," Deede Dawson assured him. "Listen carefully now, there
mustn't be any blunders. You are to make an early start tomorrow.
I don't want you to take the car for fear of its being seen and
identified. You must take the train to London and then another
train back immediately to Delsby. From Delsby you'll have an
eighteen-mile walk through lonely country where you aren't likely
to meet any one, and must try not to.
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