Well, he'll do no more of that! You'll be on your way to the office, likely ?" "Straight there," said I."I'll tell Mr.Lindsey of this." But when I reached the office, Mr.Lindsey, who had been out to get his lunch, knew all about it.

He was standing outside the door, talking to Mr.Murray, and as I went up the superintendent turned away to the police station, and Mr.Lindsey took a step or two towards me.
"Have you heard this about that man Crone ?" he asked.
"I've heard just now," I answered.

"Chisholm told me." He looked at me, and I at him; there were questions in the eyes of both of us.

But between parting from the police-sergeant and meeting Mr.
Lindsey, I had made up my mind, by a bit of sharp thinking and reflection, on what my own plan of action was going to be about all this, once and for all, and I spoke before he could ask anything.
"Chisholm," said I, "was down that way, wondering could he hear word of Crone's being seen with anybody last night.

I saw Crone last night.