I saw her again as I had seen her in the cab with her sweet, pensive face and downcast eyes; I felt again the touch of her soft cheek and the parting kiss by the gate, so frank and simple, so intimate and final.
I must have waited quite a long time, though the golden minutes sped unreckoned, for when my two colleagues arrived they tendered needless apologies.
"And I suppose," said Thorndyke, "you have been wondering what I wanted you for." I had not, as a matter of fact, given the matter a moment's consideration.
"We are going to call on Mr.Jellicoe," Thorndyke explained.

"There is something behind this affair, and until I have ascertained what it is, the case is not complete from my point of view." "Wouldn't it have done as well to-morrow ?" I asked.
"It might; and then it might not.

There is an old saying as to catching a weasel asleep.

Mr.Jellicoe is a somewhat wide-awake person, and I think it best to introduce him to Inspector Badger at the earliest possible moment." "The meeting of a weasel and a badger suggests a sporting interview," remarked Jervis.

"But you don't expect Jellicoe to give himself away, do you ?" "He can hardly do that, seeing that there is nothing to give away.