with the remissness of the police. More than that one of his pals, a man he'd always looked up to, because the young fellow had the gift of the gab, had actually been among those who had spoken at the big demonstration in Victoria Park, making a violent speech, not only against the Commissioner of the Metropolitan Police, but also against the Home Secretary.
But Daisy, like most people who believe themselves blessed with the possession of an accomplishment, had no mind to leave off reading just yet.
"Here's another notion!" she exclaimed. "Another letter, father!"
"PARDON TO ACCOMPLICES.
"DEAR Sir - During the last day or two several of the more Intelligent of my acquaintances have suggested that The Avenger, whoever he may be, must be known to a certain number of persons. It is impossible that the perpetrator of such deeds, however nomad he may be in his habits - "
"Now I wonder what 'nomad' can be?" Daisy interrupted herself, and looked round at her little audience.
"I've always declared the fellow had all his senses about him," observed Bunting confidently.
Daisy went on, quite satisfied:
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