He had already sent off a letter to the head of the Detective Department, asking him to send down one of his best men as soon as possible.

Then he went out into the garden, and walked backwards and forwards for about two hours, and then returned to what he thought would be a solitary meal.

Mrs.Cunningham, however, came down.

She had thoughtfully had the large dining table pushed on one side, and a small one placed near the fire.
"I thought it would be more comfortable," she said, "as there are only our two selves, just to sit here." He thanked her with a look.

It was a nice little dinner, and Mark, to his surprise, ate it with an appetite.