And when he had helped both to a drink, he took one himself, and tumbler in hand, dropped into his easy chair again.
"We saw your light, doctor--so I took the liberty of dropping into tell you a bit of news," observed the inspector.

"But I haven't introduced my friend--this is Detective-Sergeant Jettison, of the Yard--we've got him down about this business--must have help, you know." Bryce gave the detective a half-sharp, half-careless look and nodded.
"Mr.Jettison will have abundant opportunities for the exercise of his talents!" he observed in his best cynical manner.

"I dare say he's found that out already." "Not an easy affair, sir, to be sure," assented Jettison.

"Complicated!" "Highly so!" agreed Bryce.

He yawned, and glanced at the inspector.
"What's your news, Mitchington ?" he asked, almost indifferently.
"Oh, well!" answered Mitchington.