"That's the plan," said Archie. "You march them off to Haripol--say you know the ground--which you do a long sight better than they. Some of the gillies will be hunting the home woods for Lady Claybody's pup. Get them mixed up in that show. It will all help to damage Macnicol's temper, and he's the chap we're most afraid of. . . . Besides, you might turn up handy in a crisis. Supposin' Ned Leithen--or old John--has a hard run at the finish you might confuse the pursuit. . . . That's the game, Crossby my lad, and yo…
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