“You are quite certain it was a houseboat, Winton?”
“Oh, yes, my Lord, and there was only one at that particular point on the Thames, lyin’ by some bushes and a pretty tumbledown affair it be and all, needin’ paint. Not the sort of boat as your Lordship’d give a second glance to!”
“A houseboat!” the Marquis exclaimed. “And that is where Miss Langley is now?”
“They takes her ashore, my Lord, and I were certain after that they takes her aboard the houseboat.”
The Marquis put his hand to his head as if it helped him to think more clearly.
“You have done me a great service, Winton, and you will be amply rewarded. “Now I want you to have something to eat while I talk to Mr. Barrett and decide how we will rescue Miss Langley.”
As he rose to his feet, Winton rose too and then he said,
“You
