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Springing a Mine

           Tulkinghornbeingcutdownsosudden.Thechancetohushitistoletinthesepeoplenowinawranglewithyourfootmen.WouldyoumindsittingquietonthefamilyaccountwhileIreckon’emup?AndwouldyoujustthrowinanodwhenIseemtoaskyouforit?"SirLeicesterindistinctlyanswers,"Officer.Thebestyoucan,thebestyoucan!"andMr.Bucket,withanodandasagaciouscrookoftheforefinger,slipsdownintothehall,wherethevoicesquicklydieaway.Heisnotlonginreturning;afewpacesaheadofMercuryandabrotherdeityalsopowderedandinpeach-blossomedsmalls,whobearbetweenthemachairinwhichisanincapableoldman.Anothermanandtwowomencomebehind.Directingthepitchingofthechairinanaffableandeasymanner,Mr.BucketdismissestheMercuriesandlocksthedooragain.SirLeicesterlooksonatthisinvasionofthesacredprecinctswithanicystare."Now,perhapsyoumayknowme,ladiesandgentlemen,"saysMr.Bucketinaconfidentialvoice."IamInspectorBucketoftheDetective,Iam;andthis,"producingthetipofhisconvenientlittlestafffromhisbreast-pocket,"ismyauthority.Now,youwantedtoseeSirLeicesterDedlock,Baronet.Well!Youdoseehim,andmindyou,itain’teveryoneasisadmittedtothathonour.Yourname,oldgentleman,isSmallweed;that’swhatyournameis;Iknowitwell.""Well,andyouneverheardanyharmofit!"criesMr.Smallweedinashrillloudvoice."Youdon’thappentoknowwhytheykilledthepig,doyou?"retortsMr.Bucketwithasteadfastlook,butwithoutlossoftemper."No!""Why,theykilledhim,"saysMr.

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