Pinnock whistled to himself as he tied the bundle up again.

"Case of settle or be sorry," he said to himself.

"I wonder how much will settle it ?" When he faced Blake again, he had pulled the mask of professional stolidity over his features; also he lied boldly.
"I can see nothing to corroborate this story," he said; "but it may be that Miss Grant would rather pay a few pounds than have the unpleasantness of a trial.

I will get her in and ask her if you like, but I don't think it will lead to anything." They were holding their conference in the office.

Outside, the station was dozing in the sun.