And Cotherstone began to grow restless under that steady, questioning look.
"Oh ?" observed Mallalieu, at last.

"Aye?
You think so?
Ah!" "Good God--don't you!" exclaimed Cotherstone, roused to a sudden anger.
"Why----" But just then a policeman came out of the High Street into the yard, caught sight of the two partners, and came over to them, touching his helmet.
"Can your Worship step across the way ?" he asked.

"They've brought Harborough down, and the Super wants a word with you.".