It was getting on toward one o'clock.

He rang the bell for his clerk.
"Maunders," he said, "I once asked you to make some inquiries about a young man called Walter Hine." "Yes, sir." "Do you remember what his habits were?
Where he lunched, for instance ?" Maunders reflected for a moment.
"It's a little while ago, sir, since I made the inquiries.

As far as I remember, he did not lunch regularly anywhere.

But he went to the American Bar of the Criterion restaurant most days for a morning drink about one." "Oh, he did?
You made his acquaintance, of course ?" "Yes, sir." "Well, you might find him this morning, give him some lunch, and bring him round to see me at three.

See that he is sober." At three o'clock accordingly Mr.Walter Hine was shown into the inner room of Mr.Jarvice.Jarvice bent his bright eyes upon his visitor.