You see, I know his plans."
"Oh, do you?" Dunn said as though satisfied. "Oh, well then, it's
no wonder you're so sure."
"No wonder at all," agreed Deede Dawson. "There's just one other
thing I can tell you. Some one else will be there, too, at Brook
Bourne Spring in Ottam's Wood."
"Who's that?" asked Dunn sharply.
"The man," said Deede Dawson, "who is behind all this--the man you
and I are working for--the man who's going to pay us, even better
than he thinks."
"He--he will be there?" repeated Dunn, drawing a deep, breath.
"Yes, but you won't see him, and it wouldn't help you if you did,"
Deede Dawson told him. "Most likely he'll be disguised--a mask,
perhaps; I don't know. Anyhow, he'll be there. Watching. I'm
not suggesting you would do such a thing as never go near the place,
loaf around a bit, then come back and report Rupert Dunsmore out of
the way for good, draw your pay and vanish, and leave us to find out
he was as lively and troublesome as ever. I don't think you would
do that, because you sounded as if you meant what you said when you
told me he was your worst enemy. But it's just as well to be sure,
and so we mean to have a witness; and as it's what you might call
a delicate matter, that witness will most likely be our employer
himself. So you had better do the job thoroughly if you want your
pay.
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