"If it wasn't that you seem respectable, I should begin to think that you wanted me out of the way for a bit.

Name and address, please." Tavernake gave them readily.

They passed out together into the street.
"I shall report this matter," the man said, closing his book.

"Perhaps the sergeant will have the house searched again.

If you take my advice, sir," he added, "you'll go home." "I saw them both pass through that door," Tavernake repeated, half to himself, still standing upon the pavement and staring at the unlit windows.
The constable made no reply but moved off.