"They are keeping the room very quiet, and my wife will tell me the moment my father comes to." "I should like to know, when he does so, my lord," said the detective.
"Is there anyone else with him--I mean, beside the doctor and the nurse ?" "Mrs.Dexter, the housekeeper, and a young lady, Miss Grant, a kind of secretary and librarian." "Just so," said Mr.Jacobs.

"Thank you, my lord.

I don't use alcohol; but I should like to have a cup of tea, if I may: great tea-drinker." He took his cup of tea with the Inspector in the morning-room, and while he drank it, he talked to the Inspector--of the country and the crops.
"I love the country," he said.

"If I had my way, I would never put foot in London again.

When I retire, Inspector, I'm going to buy a little farm--if it will run to it; and London won't see me again in a hurry.
Beautiful place, this; and they breed a remarkably good class of cattle.
I'm rather an authority on shorthorns; shall go in for some myself, if I can afford it." To all this the Inspector listened with amazement.
"Anything you'd like me to do, Mr.Jacobs ?" he asked, in a tone that verged on exasperation.