The voice was close at his ear. Thank God

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five o'clock.
Bunter said Lord Peter through the dusk
I am abso-bally-lutely positive that the answer to all this business
is at Grider's Hole."
Very possiblymy lord.
Lord Peter extended his finger in a southeasterly direction. "That is Grider's Hole he said. Let's go."
Very goodmy lord.
Solike two Cockney innocentsLord Peter and Bunter set forth at a brisk pace down the narrow moor-track
towards Grider's Holewith never a glance behind them for the great white menace rolling silently down
through the November dusk from the wide loneliness of Whemmeling Fell.
Bunter [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]!
Heremy lord [link widoczny dla zalogowanych] "� �s�a�i�d� �s�h�e!
The voice was close at his ear.
Thank God b�o�o�t�s�f�o�r�W�o�l�o�d�a! I thought you'd disappeared for good. I saywe ought to have known.
Yesmy lord.
It had come on them from behindin a single stridethickcoldchoking--blotting each from the otherthough
they were only a yard or two apart.
I'm a foolBunter said Lord Peter.
Not at allmy lord.
Don't move; go on speaking.
Yesmy lord.
Peter groped to the right and clutched the other's sleeve.
Ah [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]! Now what are we to do?
I couldn't saymy lordhaving no experience. Has the--er--phenomenon any habitsmy lord?
No regular habitsI believe. Sometimes it moves. Other times it stays in one place for days. W