The name of him was Sergeant Cuff; and the arrival of him from London might be expected by the morning train.
At reading the name of the new police-officer, Mr.Franklin gave a start.

It seems that he had heard some curious anecdotes about Sergeant Cuff, from his father's lawyer, during his stay in London.
"I begin to hope we are seeing the end of our anxieties already," he said.

"If half the stories I have heard are true, when it comes to unravelling a mystery, there isn't the equal in England of Sergeant Cuff!" We all got excited and impatient as the time drew near for the appearance of this renowned and capable character.

Superintendent Seegrave, returning to us at his appointed time, and hearing that the Sergeant was expected, instantly shut himself up in a room, with pen, ink, and paper, to make notes of the Report which would be certainly expected from him.

I should have liked to have gone to the station myself, to fetch the Sergeant.