Strictly speaking the girl was called 'The Little Narcissus,' but as you say, it may be something more than a coincidence that the man who insulted her, is murdered whilst her brother is in London." They had crossed the broad roadway as they were speaking and had passed into Hyde Park.

Tarling thought whimsically that this open space exercised the same attraction on him as it did upon Mr.Milburgh.
"What were you going to see me about ?" he asked suddenly, remembering that Whiteside had been on his way to the hotel when they had met.
"I wanted to give you the last report about Milburgh." Milburgh again! All conversation, all thought, all clues led to that mystery man.

But what Whiteside had to tell was not especially thrilling.
Milburgh had been shadowed day and night, and the record of his doings was a very prosaic one.
But it is out of prosaic happenings that big clues are born.
"I don't know how Milburgh expects the inquiry into Lyne's accounts will go," said Whiteside, "but he is evidently connected, or expects to be connected, with some other business." "What makes you say that ?" asked Tarling.
"Well," replied Whiteside, "he has been buying ledgers," and Tarling laughed.
"That doesn't seem to be a very offensive proceeding," he said good-humouredly.

"What sort of ledgers ?" "Those heavy things which are used in big offices.

You know, the sort of thing that it takes one man all his time to lift.