Chapter 40

“I was getting a mite uneasy—being a stranger in this country. But of course it was an outside job—I remember now. Window found unfastened, wasn’t it?” “It was,” said Anthony, looking straight in front of him. Mr. Fish sighed. After a minute or two he said in a plaintive tone: “Young man, do you know how they get the water out of a mine?” “How?” “By pumping—but its almighty hard work! I observe the figure of my genial host detaching itself from the group over yonder. I must join him.” Mr. Fish walked gently away, a…