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half-way down the road he could see the house standing back off the roadway, looking almost ghostly in the moonlight. He went through the gate; stood in the shadow of a rhododendron bush looking at the house.
It presented that dark and bleak appearance that such places do when they are empty. There was no glimmer of light showing. O'Day thought it was a pretty odd place for a club-too far from Maidenhead to be approached except by car. He wondered on whom the proprietors depended for their livelihood. Maybe it was one of those places whose clientele drives down from London-clientele that prefers a club to be lonely.
O'Day walked up the gravel path, keeping in the shadow of the hedge that separated the side of the grounds from a lane running parallel to the house. He walked round the side of the house; came to the back of it. In two windows on the second floor, through a chink in the curtains, he could see lights. Somebody was there.
There was a flight of wooden steps approaching the porticoed back door. O'Day stood uncertainly; then he walked across the lawn at the back of the house into a little copice beyond it. He thought that Vanner, knowing the place, would drive around to the back of the house; park his car at the bottom of the gravel path, which was wide enough to admit a vehicle. O'Day thought maybe it might be an idea to have a show-down with Vanner before he went inside.
He lighted a cigarette; stood, leaning against a tree, cupping the lighted cigarette in the palm of his hand. He'd been there a few minutes when he moved

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away. His quick ears had heard a rustle in the coppice behind.
A voice said: "Hello, pal ...!"
O'Day side-stepped. He didn't like the sound of the voice. But his movement was too late. A fist hit him under the jaw. Caught off balance, he went down. He got to his knees and was hit again.
Another voice said almost casually: "This is where you get yours, O'Day."
He tried to get up. It was no use. He went down for the third time. Then they really got to work on him.

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