"I wonder whether Laura's had any luck." They were greeted, as they entered Quest's room, by a familiar little ticking.

Quest smiled with pleasure.
"It's the pocket wireless," he declared.

"Let me take down the message." He spelt it out to Lenora, who stood by his side: "Have joined Servants' Club disguised as your butler.

Craig frequent visitor here ten years ago, comes now occasionally.
Thursday evenings most likely time.

Shall wait here on chance of seeing him." "Good girl, that," Quest remarked.