In my head." Mr.Criedir laughed and rubbed his hands.
"Oh!" he said.

"Ah, well, in my young days journalists used to pull out pencil and notebook at the first opportunity.

But you modern young men--" "Just so," agreed Spargo.

"This information, now ?" "Well," said Mr.Criedir, "we'll go on then.

Yesterday afternoon the man described as Marbury came into my shop.