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I 'll give you what for , my cuckoo , that I will ! '' George carried out his intention of going to London . On the second morning after the day when Mr. Quest had driven the auctioneer in the dog-cart to Honham , he might have been seen an hour before it was light purchasing a third class return ticket to Liverpool Street . Arriving there in safety he partook of a second breakfast , for it was ten o'clock , and then hiring a cab caused himself to be driven to the end of that street in Pimlico where he had gone with the fair `` Edithia '' and where Johnnie had made acquaintance with his ash stick . Dismissing the cab he made his way to the house with the red pillars , but on arriving was considerably taken aback , for the place had every appearance of being deserted . There were no blinds to the windows , and on the steps were muddy footmarks and bits of rag and straw which seemed to be the litter of a recent removal . Indeed , there on the road were the broad wheelmarks of the van which had carted off the furniture .