The woman shook her head again. "But I've never seen him," she said, "and I don't remember stamping any letters in a handwriting I don't know." She nodded. "Still, my daughter may have stamped them, but she's away in London now."
"Well, you couldn't mistake his handwriting," smiled Larose. "It's very big and bold."
"That's how Professor Bannister writes," said the woman. "His writing takes up most of the envelope."
"The great Professor Bannister!" exclaimed Larose, as if very surprised.
"Yes, I've heard," nodded the woman, "that his books are read all over the world."
"So they are," nodded back Larose. He went on with animation, "Why, I know him, too. Do you mean to say he lives here?"
"About four miles away," replied the woman, "at Wrack House, right in the heart of the Fens."
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