"Anyhow she must come with me to the Chief Constable.

Lethington's a slow bird on the wing, and I don't see myself convincin' him that he must get busy unless I can produce the Princess.

Even then it may be a tough job, for it's Sunday, and in these parts people go to sleep till Monday mornin'." "That's just what I'm trying to get at," said Dickson.

"By all means go to the Chief Constable, and tell him it's life or death.

My lawyer in Glasgow, Mr.Caw, will have been stirring him up yesterday, and you two should complete the job...