He was vaguely uneasy; he knew not what about. ‘No sense in snooping about down here,’ Gerald whispered. But the young man with the orange tie remained in his place, disputing whether the body had not something or other which he called its legitimate claims. ‘That,’ he said stonily, ‘is yet another point over which we fell out. It was Ramage, the occupant of the big house at the end of the Avenue. ‘If it is that your men there are going to arrest us, then why do they not do so?’ ‘Left to myself, I’d let them,’ he replied grimly.
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