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Rd to a seat. "If these men try any tricks in here," she said, "there'll
be trouble." Almost at that moment they all three entered. Long Jim
nodded to Craig in friendly fashion. "It's all right, cookie," he told
them. "Don't you look so scared. This is just a bit of parley-vous
business, that's all." The Professor held out a piece of paper. He
handed it over to Craig. "Craig," he announced, "this is a dispatch
which I found in Allguez with my letters. It is addressed to you, but
under the circumstances you will scarcely wonder that I opened it. You
had better read it." Craig accepted the cable-form and read it through
slowly to himself:-- "To John Craig, c/o Professor Lord Ashleigh,
Yonkers, New York: "Your sister died to-day. Her daughter Mary sails on
Tuesday to join you in New York. Please meet her. "CO