Dash! I might have saved you a journey." "Oh, it doesn't matter.

In my business there is no call for hurry." Elkin looked around.
"Where's our friend, the 'tec ?" he said.
"I think you're wrong about 'im, meanin' Mr.Peters," said Tomlin.

"'E's 'ere for a noospaper, not for the Yard." "That's his blarney," smirked Elkin.

"A detective doesn't go about telling everybody what he is." "Whatever his profession may be," put in Siddle's quiet voice, "I happen to know that he is dining with Mr.Grant.So are Mr.Martin and Doris.

By mere chance I called at Mrs.Jefferson's.