It was just a commonplace robbery, with a bad ending for poor Fynes.

Good evening, miss! Good night, sir! Glad to have met you, Sir Charles." Mr.Coulson's two visitors left and got into a small electric brougham which was waiting for them.

Mr.Coulson himself watched them drive off and glanced at the clock.

It was already a quarter past six.

He went into the cafe and ordered a light dinner, which he consumed with much obvious enjoyment.