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E. W. Hornung: Raffles: Further Adventures of the Amateur Cracksman7. THE WRONG HOUSE (continued)thing from Raffles's face before he turned. A stout man with a blonde moustache was on the stairs, in his pyjamas like the boys. "What are you doing here?" said he. "There has been an attempt upon your house," said I, still spokesman for the night, and still on the wings of inspiration. "Your sons--" "My pupils." "Indeed. Well, they heard it, drove off the thieves, and have given chase." "And where do you come in?" inquired the stout man, descending. "We were bicycling past, and I actually saw one fellow come head-first through your pantry window. I think he got over the wall." Here a breathless boy returned. "Can't see anything of him," he gasped. "It's true, then," remarked the crammer. "Look at that door," said I. But unfortunately the breathless boy looked also, and now he was being joined by others equally short of wind. "Where's Beefy?" he screamed. "What on earth's happened to Beefy?" "My good boys," exclaimed the crammer, "will one of you be kind enough to tell me what you've been doing, and what these gentlemen have been doing for you? Come in all, before you get your death. I see lights in the class-room, and more than lights. Can these be signs of a carouse?" "A very innocent one, sir," said a well set-up youth with more moustache than I have yet. This is page 134 of 162. [Marked]
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