"You seem to have the right instinct for it, anyway." "Aye, well," he answered, "and I might be doing as well as anybody else, and no worse.

You haven't thought of following anything up yourself, Mr.
Moneylaws, I suppose ?" "Me!" I exclaimed.

"What should I be following up, man?
I know no more than the mere surface facts of the affair." He gave a sharp glance at his open door when I thus answered him, and the next instant he was close to me in the gloom and looking sharply in my face.
"Are you so sure of that, now ?" he whispered cunningly.

"Come now, I'll put a question to yourself, Mr.Moneylaws.What for did you not let on in your evidence that you saw Sir Gilbert Carstairs at yon cross-roads just before you found the dead man?
Come!" You could have knocked me down with a feather, as the saying is, when he said that.

And before I could recover from the surprise of it, he had a hand on my arm.
"Come this way," he said.