"Goodbye, Mr.Coulson, and many thanks!" The Inspector passed out, and the man whom he had come to visit, after a moment's hesitation, resumed his seat.
"These aren't American methods," he muttered to himself.

"I don't understand them.

That man Jacks is either a simpleton or he is too cunning for me." He crossed to a writing table and scribbled an unnecessary note, addressing it to a firm in the city.

Then he rang for a messenger boy and handed it to him for delivery.

A few minutes afterwards he strolled out into the hall.