Of course, you came up North after you'd done your time?
Changed your names, started a new life--and here you are! Clever!" Cotherstone was recovering his wits.

He had got out of his chair by that time, and had taken up a position on the hearthrug, his back to the fire, his hands in his pockets, his eyes on his visitor.

He was thinking--and for the moment he let Kitely talk.
"Yes--clever!" continued Kitely in the same level, subdued tones, "very clever indeed! I suppose you'd carefully planted some of that money you--got hold of?
Must have done, of course--you'd want money to start this business.

Well, you've done all this on the straight, anyhow.

And you've done well, too.