... to have that gallery cleared. said, Mr. Speaker, I spy strangers. The Speaker ordered the gallery to be cleared, but a fair fate still was perceptible through the grille. Again Mr. Henley mid, I spy strangers. The Serjrant, Lord Charles Russell. himself ...

... of escaping *he eapiimage of the police in St. Petcrburg. Your tailor. plumber, butcher. baker. or candlestuk maker may be • spy in the service of the Third Election. Indeed, the ea.e in which crimes or suspicion personage. or, unmasked here turned the ...

... unexpected places. _ great illa menace peace in Europe. I have realised that myself, although I have been powerless to act. The rumoured demobilisation of even a portion of them is an event of the utmost importance to England and France. • I quite understand ...

... Word about it. ?'be leeks like a lady, 'hot a factory girl. ead whoa to say she a not a lady, and just come. to Preston's to spy out what goes _ . The companion to whom this sally was riddrepeetrliartily heeded it, for she was lio Clara rratfa 'wild words ...

... on his return to England could doubt that be bad benefited immensely by his stay in the South of France, and that the many rumours which reached this country of such • breakdown In his health as would noosseitate his early retirement from the premiership ...

... and begged me, if I had any influence with you, to persuade you to leave the country without delay. There are all sorts of rumours about. They warned me in Washington,' Samara acknowledged gloomily, and of course there was yesterday's little affair. ...

... the whole affair has not bred in the editorial mind of some ..—.— jeowardly reporter. A3131/101. It might have come to spy out your It wail' dark la Int CST np :land. your Majesty, said Sir Edward. te'What if the airship should simply be the the ...

... night puts quite a different complexion on the case. All the same, I can come to no conclusion until I see this spy of yours. She isn't • spy, said Garth gloomily. I did not drag the information out of the creature. She thought that she was doing me ...

... the fortunes of all those consect eal with them. were mere bubbles, pricked by the newspapers this morning. It was already rumoured that Mr. Rodney Manners had fled from his responsibilities, and was to be found. A special interviewer had been to his house ...