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It happened that for some time I had been going to change my house. There was an empty one close by I thought would suit. Id got the key on Saturday and looked over it on Sunday. The key was still in my pocket, for I hadnt had time to return it.

You dont remember exactly when?

Burnley and his colleague sat up sharply.

The four men drew closer. The cask was filled up to the top with sawdust. Burnley began removing it, sifting it carefully through his fingers.

The two plain clothes men had listened attentively to the description, and they and the Inspector conversed in low tones for a few moments, when silence fell on the party.

Pray proceed, Mr. Felix, with your statement.

But this was beyond them. The horse was out of their line. Its colour had not been observed.

I guessed I was on to the game then. These three were wrong uns, an they were out to get rid o the body, an they didnt want me around to see the grave. All that about the drinks was a plan to get me away from the dray, an Gingers talk was only to keep me quiet till the others got clear. Well, two o them ad got quit o me right enough, but I was blessed if the third would.

They passed through the Haymarket and along Shaftesbury Avenue, turned up Tottenham Court Road, and through Kentish Town out on the Great North Road. Here the traffic was less dense and they made better speed. Burnley removed his hat and allowed the cool air to blow on his head. His case was going well. He was content.

CHAPTER IV

Jules Fouchard proved to be a small, energetic looking man, with sharp features and intelligent eyes. He was sure of his facts, and gave his answers clearly and without hesitation.

Thats all right, sir, said I, an I called to some o the boys, an we got the cask swung ashore an on to a four-wheeled dray Felix ad waiting. E ad two men with it, a big, strong fellow with red air an a smaller dark chap that drove. We turned east at the dock gates, an then went up Leman Street an on into a part o the city I didnt know.

It was on Monday, monsieur, Monday the 29th March, that I was out at Charenton delivering goods for Messrs. Corot. I stopped at a caf there for a glass of beer. While I was drinking it a man came up to me and asked was that my cart? I said I was in charge of it, but it belonged to Messrs. Corot. I want a little job done with a cart, he says, and its not convenient for me to go into Paris to an agents, and if you would save me the trouble by doing it for me Ill pay you well. I couldnt do that, monsieur, I says, for if my employers got to know theyd give me the sack. But how would they know? he asks, I wouldnt tell them, and I guess you wouldnt either. Well, monsieur, we talked on, and first I refused, but afterwards I agreed to do it. I admit I was using the cart like that, but he tempted me. He said it would only take about an hour, and he would give me ten francs. So I agreed.