I saw the sender, a foreign-looking gentleman, he was, with funny eyes, and I think I spotted him again this afternoon.

He was coming out of a house in Charlotte Street." "Are you sure ?" demanded Winter, quickly.
"He was awful like the man who engaged me, sir, and dressed the same way." "Did you notice the number of the house ?" "Yes, sir.No.

412." "Quite certain about that ?" "Yes, sir." "Good boy.

If your information is of any service I'll take care you are not forgotten." The boy saluted and went out.
"We must look up No.

412," said Winter, quietly; but there was a ring of genuine satisfaction in his voice, because the clew promised well, and it was a complete justification of the straightforward method he adopted in every inquiry, whereas Furneaux invariably preferred an abstruse theory to a definite piece of evidence.
The Jersey man's face had wrinkled as a preliminary to some sarcastic comment on what he termed the "handcuff" way of reasoning, when the telephone bell rang.