The Professor, his spirits apparently a little improved by the prospect of action, accepted some whisky and a cigar.

Presently they heard the automobile stop outside and French appeared.
"Anything doing ?" he asked.
Quest showed him the card and the sailing list.

The Inspector nodded.
"Say, that fellow's some sport!" he remarked admiringly.

"You wouldn't believe it just to look at him.

That staircase this afternoon, though, kind of teaches one not to trust to appearances.