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"Well, your own good sense will suggest what measures I took

next. I went in the shape of a loafer to Sir George's house,

managed to pick up an acquaintance with his valet, learned that

his master had cut his head the night before, and, finally, at

the expense of six shillings, made all sure by buying a pair of

his cast-off shoes. With these I journeyed down to Streatham and

saw that they exactly fitted the tracks."

"I saw an ill-dressed vagabond in the lane yesterday evening,"

said Mr. Holder.