I have some pals down at Scotland Yard, and I'll go down and see them this afternoon.

They'll want a photograph, and to ask a few questions, I dare say, but I shouldn't talk about the matter too much." "You're very kind, Francis," his friend replied, "but it isn't so easy to sit tight.

I was going to the police myself this afternoon." "Take my advice and leave it to me," Francis begged.

"I have a particular pal down at Scotland Yard who I know will be interested, and I want him to take up the case." "You haven't any theory, I suppose ?" Wilmore asked, a little wistfully.
Francis shook his head.
"Not the ghost of one," he admitted.

"The reason I am advising you to keep as quiet as possible, though, is just this.