Get yourself up when it rings, and make yourself ready and go round to Murray at the police-station--rouse him out of his bed.

Tell him what we heard from that man Hollins tonight, and bid him communicate with the Glasgow police to look out for Sir Gilbert Carstairs.

Tell him, too, that we're going on to Edinburgh, and why, and that, if need be, I'll ring him up from the Station Hotel during the morning with any news we have, and I'll ask for his at the same time.

Insist on his getting in touch with Glasgow--it's there, without doubt, that Lady Carstairs went off, and where Sir Gilbert would meet her; let him start inquiries about the shipping offices and the like.

And that's all--and get your bit of sleep." I had Murray out of his bed before half-past five that morning, and I laid it on him heavily about the Glasgow affair, which, as we came to know later, was the biggest mistake we made, and one that involved us in no end of sore trouble; and at a quarter-past six Mr.Lindsey and Mr.
Portlethorpe and I were drinking our coffee and blinking at each other over the rims of the cups.