He put the bag down and felt in his pockets.
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"I shall light a pipe before I open it," he said. "What about you?"
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With great care they filled and lit their pipes. Bill's hand was a little unsteady. Antony noticed it and gave him a reassuring smile.
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They sat down, and taking the bag between his knees, Antony pressed the catch and opened it.
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"Clothes!" said Bill.
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Antony pulled out the top garment and shook it out. It was a wet brown flannel coat.
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"Do you recognize it?" he asked.
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"Mark's brown flannel suit."
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"The one he is advertised as having run away in?"
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"Yes. It looks like it. Of course he had a dashed lot of clothes."
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Antony put his hand in the breast-pocket and took out some letters. He considered them doubtfully for a moment.
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"I suppose I'd better read them," he said. "I mean, just to see-" He looked inquiringly at Bill, who nodded. Antony turned on his torch and glanced at them. Bill waited anxiously.
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"Yes. Mark.... Hallo!"
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"What is it?"
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"The letter that Cayley was telling the Inspector about. From Robert. 'Mark, your loving brother is coming to see you-' Yes, I suppose I had better keep this. Well, that's his coat. Let's have out the rest of it." He took the remaining clothes from the bag and spread them out.
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"They're all here," said Bill. "Shirt, tie, socks, underclothes, shoes-yes, all of them."
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"All that he was wearing yesterday?"
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"What do you make of it?"
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Bill shook his head, and asked another question.
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"Is it what you expected?"
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Antony laughed suddenly.
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