Pontefract. I made it up as an additional inducement to you to be sensible. And there isn't a single word of truth, either, from beginning to end of my story about taking you to Dirty Dick's at Rotherhithe, or about that Chinaman or that whaling voyage or anything else. If you care to know, you are, at this moment, in the cellars of Bisham's and my house in Grosvenor Street, where you've been lying since Bish and I hauled you down here at two o'clock this morning, when our little dance ended. It's now a quarter past five and I should recommend you to make your way back to Kensington as quick as you can. If you're quiet you can let yourself into the Vicarage and get to your bed and no one there need so much as suspect that you've been out all night. And let me tell you," she went on as she and Dunkle began hastily to untie his fastenings, "let
