A man may often get more good out of one tattered volume than out of an entire Russia-bound library." "I can quite believe that," said Jeffreys.
"Probably you know what a favourite book is ?" said Mr Rimbolt rather curiously.
Jeffreys replied by producing his well-worn copy of Homer, and it would be hard to say which of these two foolish persons evinced the most enthusiasm in discovering that they both alike had a friend in the old Greek bard.

At any rate the discovery levelled at once the social differences which divided them; and in the discussion which ensued, I blush to say they forgot, for the time being, all about Percy, and the shed on the mountain-side, and the three gentlemen there to whom the genial Julius was doing the honours.
The appearance of the inspector and three constables at Rodnet Bridge brought the two unpractical excursionists on Mount Olympus abruptly back to level ground.

The business was soon explained.

The police, of course, knew all about the "parties"-- when do they not?
They had been following them up for days, had had their suspicions of that mountain shed for weeks, and so on.

They couldn't exactly say they had known all about the attempt to kidnap last night; but they knew all about it now, for Appleby had let it out, and the "active and intelligent" in consequence had nothing to learn.