"I know you think Pete is the top of the world, but that doesn't mean that you can make a good imitation of him.

Don't do it, Harry.

You'll pass by yourself.
You don't need a make-up, and not Pete's on a bet." They reached the head of the stairs, and Ronicky Doone paused.

To go down was to face the mysterious chief whom he had no doubt was the old man to whom Harry Morgan had already referred.

In the meantime the conviction grew that this was indeed Caroline Smith.