It seemed to him to be the sort of paper that is found in hotels and in clubs; it had been torn roughly from the sheet.
"What," he asked meditatively, "what will you do about getting this man identified ?" The inspector shrugged his shoulders.
"Oh, usual thing, I suppose.

There'll be publicity, you know.

I suppose you'll be doing a special account yourself, for your paper, eh?
Then there'll be the others.

And we shall put out the usual notice.

Somebody will come forward to identify--sure to.