"
"I expect that will be done, whether or no. Lord Caranby came
down and told one of our men that be intended to throw down
the wall and let the place as a building site. So when the
building begins the heap will soon be cleared away and the
cellars laid bare. But there's nothing there," said the
inspector again.
"I am not so sure of that."
"What do you mean?"
"Nothing. I have an idea," answered the detective, who did
not wish to tell the man how he now began to fancy that the
factory for safety had been placed in the cellars. "By the
way, did this man who was arrested give his name?"
"No. He refuses to answer any questions. He was, as you
know, Mr. Jennings, arrested for trying to pass a bad
shilling, but there is no doubt he fired the place. The
bottle of petroleum he had in his possession was empty, and--"
"Yes! I heard all that. Where is he now?"
The inspector named a place near Rexton where the man had been
incarcerated, pending being brought before the magistrate.
"I am going that way," said the inspector. "If you like to
come--"
"I'll come," said Jennings. "I intended to see this man.
There has been a lot of talk about false coins being passed
lately."
Mr. Twining nodded, and began to tell of various cases which
had taken place in the district. The two took the train to
the place where the police station to which the inspector
belonged was situated. It was now after twelve o'clock, and
Jennings thought he would have some luncheon before going to
the station.
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