liquor this accent disappeared.""And what has become of the pair?" "They left Newhaven the morning after the murder. Their departure was very hurried, and the landlord is sure that the day before they had no intention of leaving." "Where did they go to?" "They took the boat to Dieppe. The porter saw them off." "Have you been able to trace them farther?" "Not yet, my lord, but I have sent one of my men to try and follow them up, and I have notified the continental police to be on the look-out for them. It's a pity that they have three days' start of us." "But as you have an accurate description of both, I should imagine that they will soon be found." "It's through the young 'un they'll be caught, if they are caught." "Why, is he deformed in any way?" "No, my lord, but they tell me he is abnormally small for a man of his age, for he must be twenty-two or three at the very least. The landlord believes that he is a jockey who had got into bad habits, and that the elder man is his trainer or backer. Of course, he may be right, but the waiters pooh-pooh the idea. They insist that the boy is a gentleman-born and servants are pretty good judges of such things, though you mightn't think it, my lord." "I can quite believe it," assented Cyril. "But then there are many gentlemen jockeys." "So there are. I only wish I had seen the little fellow, for they all agree that there was something about him which would make it impossible for any one who had once met him ever to forget him again." "That certainly is a most unusual quality." "So it is, my lord. They also tell me that if his eyes had not been so bloodshot, and if he had not looked so drawn and haggard, he'd have been an extraordinarily good-looking chap." "Really?" "Yes. It seems that he has large blue eyes, a fine little nose, not a bit red as you would expect, and as pretty a mouth as ever you'd see. His hair is auburn and he wears it rather long, which I don't think he'd do if he were a jockey. Besides, his skin is as fine as a baby's, though its colour is a grey-white with only a spot of red in the middle of each cheek." "He must be a queer-looking beggar!" "That's just it. That's why I think we shall soon spot him." "What did the elder Durand look like?" "The ordinary type of Frenchman. He is about twenty-eight years old, medium height, and inclined to be stout. He has dark hair, a little thin at the temples, dark moustache, and dark eyes. His features are nondescript." "On the night of the murder you say they returned to the hotel at about midnight?" "Somewhere around then." "Was their behaviour in any way noticeable?" "The porter was so sleepy that he can't remember much about it. He had an impression that they came in arm in arm and went quietly upstairs." "They were alone?" "Certainly." "But what 

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