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speak or utter a sound. I then tried to untie the Towle but could not, owing to feeling weak and sick and the knots being hard. I at one moment thought of jumping out, but it was to far for our Garage was once a Stable and is high. But I knew that if the Criminals who surounded my Father and the manager heard such a sound, they would then attack my Father and kill him. I was but a moment thinking all this, as my mind is one to work fast when in Danger. Mr. Schmidt was still staring, and the horse was moving on to the next house, as Mr. Schmidt says it knows all his Customers and could go out alone if necesary. It was then that I remembered that, although I could not speak, I could signal him, although having no flags. I therfore signaled, saying: "Quiet. Spies. Bring police." It was as well that he did not wait for the last to letters, as I could not remember C, being excited and worried at the time. But I saw him get into his waggon and drive away very fast, which no one in the Garage noticed, as milk waggons were not objects of suspicion. How strange it was to sit down again as if I had not moved, as per orders, and hear my Father whistling as he went to the house. I began to feel very sick at my Stomache, although glad he was safe, and wondered what they would do without me. Because I had now seen that, although insisting that I was still a child, I was as dear to them as Leila, though in a different way. I had not cried as yet, but at the thought of Henry's friend and the others coming up to kill me before Mr. Schmidt could get help, I shed a few tears. They all came back as soon as my Father had slamed the house door, and if they had been feirce before they were awfull then, the cook with a handkerchief to her mouth, and Henry's friend getting out a watch and giving me five minutes. He had counted three minutes and was holding his Revolver to just behind my ear, when I heard the milk waggon coming back, with the horse galloping. It stopped in the alley, and the cook said, in a dreadfull voice: "What's that?" She dashed to the Window, and looked out, and then turned to the other Spies and said: "The Police!" I do not know what happened next, as I fainted again, having been under a strain for some time. I must now stop, as mother has brought the Vibrater. APRIL 29TH. All the people in my father's Mill have gone together and brought me a riding horse. I have just been to the window
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