His garage is at the back of Great Portland Street.

He knows most of them there Chinks by sight." "Then that gray car can hardly have been our gray car," commented Theydon, deeming it wise to prevent the sharp-witted taxi-driver from jumping at conclusions.
"I'm afraid not, sir.

Still, I just took the liberty--" "I'm very much obliged to you, of course.

I said half-a-crown, didn't I?
Here you are.

Keep an eye open for XY 1314 and let me know if you hear or see anything of it." "Thank you, sir." Then Evans lifted his eyes to the block of buildings.
"A nasty business this murder which was done 'ere the other night, sir," he went on.