"But there! I half expected it.

I was telling my father only last night--or was it the night before ?--about those damned gipsies on the common.

I warned him; yes, I warned him." "Gipsies, my lord ?" said the Inspector.

"You suspect them ?" "Who else am I to suspect ?" demanded Heyton, with a sideway glance of his bloodshot eyes.
"That remains to be seen, my lord," said the Inspector quietly; "for myself, I don't think the gipsies have had any hand in this.

I should like you to tell me everything you know about the affair, please, my lord." "Certainly, Inspector," responded Heyton, promptly.