About nine o'clock in the evening
This for my life only , since I shall leave all I have in the world to that dear child , who will now be your daughter , and perhaps never deign again to look upon the erring man who writes these lines . `` I should like , if you please , to retain the farm , or at all events a hundred acres round about the house to turn into orchards and gardens , so that I may have some employment , far from trade and its temptations , for the remainder of my days . '' * * * * * In consequence of this letter a deed was drawn and engrossed , and Bartley had written to say he would come to Clifford Hall and sign it , and have it witnessed and delivered . About nine o'clock in the evening one of the detectives called on Colonel Clifford to make a private communication ; his mate had spotted a swell mobsman , rather a famous character , with the usual number of aliases , but known to the force as Mark Waddy ; he was at the Dun Cow ; and possessing the gift of the gab in a superlative degree , had made himself extremely popular . They had both watched him pretty closely , but he seemed not to be there for a job , but only on the talking lay , probably soliciting information for some gang of thieves or other . He had been seen to exchange a hasty word with a clergyman ; but as Mark Waddy 's acquaintances were not amongst the clergy , that would certainly be some pal that was in something or other with him . `` What a shrewd girl that must be ! ''