I wrote that label myself." "Where's your brother now ?" "He's been away living with--a friend--in the country." "The overcoat comes from the country.

And what's the name of the friend ?" "Michaelis," confessed Mrs Verloc in an awed whisper.
The Chief Inspector let out a whistle.

His eyes snapped.
"Just so.

Capital.

And your brother now, what's he like--a sturdy, darkish chap--eh ?" "Oh no," exclaimed Mrs Verloc fervently.