There was a slight mark by the side of his temple, and his ear, he discovered, was bleeding.

He rang the bell and Halsey entered.
"Has our friend gone, Halsey ?" "I left him in the optician's, sir," the clerk answered.

"He was buying some spectacles." Laverick glanced at the floor, where the remains of those gold-rimmed glasses were scattered.
"You had better send for a locksmith at once," he said.

"The gentleman who has been here had a skeleton key to my safe.

We'll have a combination put on." "Very good, sir," Halsey answered.
"And, Halsey," his master continued, "be careful about one thing, for your own sake as well as mine.