David Hume's authority was sufficient to secure the use of the vehicle, and Brett made the position easier for the men by saying that, in all probability, they would find fresh instructions awaiting them at the Hall.
Before the party drove off Winter noticed a local sergeant of police standing near.
"Shall I ask him to come with us, sir ?" he said to Brett.
The barrister considered the point for an instant before replying: "Perhaps it would be better, as we have not got a warrant." Winter grinned broadly again.
"Oh yes, we have," he cried.

"Mr.Ooma's warrant has been in my breast-pocket for three days." "What a thoughtful fellow you are," murmured Brett.

"In that case we can dispense with local assistance.

We five can surely tackle any man living." "What can have become of Capella ?" said David Hume, when they were all seated and bowling along the road to Beechcroft.
"It is impossible to say what such a mad ass would be up to," commented his cousin.

"He has probably gone back to London from some wayside station, and failed to find his servant to tell him before the train moved on." "What do you think, Mr.Brett ?" inquired Winter.
"I can form no opinion.