Larose nodded smilingly. "Well, I've found out a lot about him from a man in one of the shops in Newmarket. As we said, he's Bent himself, and he's just wearing that patch over his eye so that you shan't see he's got a bad squint in it. Evidently, he's been afraid that if you saw it you might happen to mention about it to someone in the village, and then they would, of course, have known at once who was up here, making out he was the Professor."
"But what are we to do?" asked the girl fearfully.
"I haven't decided yet," replied Larose, "but don't you worry. I tell you you shall come away with me when I go. I'll have to think everything out before the day's over, and you be all prepared to leave at a moment's notice. The great risk to me now is that this Arnold Gauntry may arrive before w
