Superintendent Fowler was so pleased at hearing Scotland Yard introducing a parenthetical query into its sentences that he, sitting opposite, was taken aback when Winter said in a fatherly way: "I've been rather clumsy, I'm afraid.

But it cannot be helped.

I must go blundering on.

I'm groping in the dark, you know, but it's a thousand pities I shall have to tread on _your_ toes." "It isn't that," sobbed Doris.

"I hate to put my thoughts into words.
That's all.