CHAPTER XXIV

IN WHICH SHALL BE FOUND MENTION OF A CERTAIN BLACK BAG "Baxter." "Sir?" "Get me a pen and ink." "Yes, sir." Now any ordinary mortal might have manifested just a little surprise to behold his master walk suddenly in, dusty and dishevelled of person, his habitual languor entirely laid aside, and to thus demand pen and ink forthwith. But then, Baxter, though mortal, was the very cream of a gentleman's gentleman, and the acme of valets (as has been said), and comported himself accordingly. "Baxter." "Sir?" "Oblige me …