'I am already better.

What were we saying?
O, this affair of Mr.Somerset's.

I find that this envelope is not the right one.' He ostensibly searched his pocket again.

'I must have mislaid it,' he continued, rising.

'I'll be with you again in a moment.' De Stancy went into the room adjoining, opened an album of portraits that lay on the table, and selected one of a young man quite unknown to him, whose age was somewhat akin to Dare's, but who in no other attribute resembled him.
De Stancy placed this picture in the original envelope, and returned with it to the chief constable, saying he had found it at last.
'Thank you, thank you,' said Cunningham Haze, looking it over.