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the depths of the ha-ha there was shadow, and Jaikie took the victim of<br />
Dougal's haste for someone on the <strong>Castle</strong> staff.<br />
"What are you doing here?" The man's air was at once apologetic and<br />
defiant. There was that in his tone which implied that he might in turn<br />
be asked his business, that he had no prescriptive right to be sitting<br />
smoking in that ha-ha at midnight.<br />
So Jaikie answered: "Just the same as you. Taking the air and admiring<br />
the view."<br />
The little man was recovering himself.<br />
"You gave me quite a start when you jumped on the top of me. I<br />
thought it was one of the gamekeepers after a poacher." He began to fill<br />
his pipe. "More by token, who are you?"<br />
"Oh, we're a couple of undergraduates seeing the world. We wanted a<br />
look at the <strong>Castle</strong>, and there's not much you can see from the highroad,<br />
so we got in at the bridge and came up the stream… . We're strangers<br />
here. There's an inn at Starr, isn't there? What sort of a place is it?"<br />
"Nothing to write home about," was the answer. "You'd better go on to<br />
Portaway… . So you're undergraduates? I thought that maybe you were<br />
of my own profession, and I was going to be a bit jealous. I'm on the staff<br />
of the Live Wire."<br />
Dougal's hand surreptitiously found Jaikie's wrist and held it tight.<br />
"I suppose you're up here to cover the by-election," he observed, in a<br />
voice which he strove to keep flat and uninterested.<br />
"By-election be hanged! That was my original job, but I'm on to far bigger<br />
business. Do you know who lives in that house?"<br />
Two heads were mendaciously shaken.<br />
"The great Craw! Thomas Carlyle Craw! The man that owns all the uplift<br />
papers. If you've never heard of Craw, Oxford's more of a mausoleum<br />
than I thought."<br />
"We're Cambridge," said Jaikie, "and of course we've heard of Craw.<br />
What about him?"<br />
"Simply that he's the mystery man of journalism. You hear of him but<br />
you never see him. He's a kind of Delphic oracle that never shows his<br />
face. The Wire doesn't care a hoot for by-elections, but it cares a whole lot<br />
about Craw. He's our big rival, and we love him as much as a cat loves<br />
water. He's a go-getter, is Craw. There's a deep commercial purpose behind<br />
all his sanctimonious bilge, and he knows how to rake in the<br />
shekels. His circulation figures are steadily beating ours by at least ten<br />
per cent. He has made himself the idol of his public, and, till we pull off<br />
the prophet's mantle and knock out some of the sawdust, he has us<br />
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