"There'll be something to write pieces in the paper about.

At least, there may be." Spargo made no answer.

He continued to look down the lane, wondering what secret it held, until the other policeman came up.

At the same moment the porter, now fully clothed, came out.
"Come on!" he said shortly.

"I'll show you." Driscoll murmured a word or two to the newly-arrived constable, and then turned to the porter.
"How came you to find him, then ?" he asked The porter jerked his head at the door which they were leaving.
"I heard that door slam," he replied, irritably, as if the fact which he mentioned caused him offence.