"Bring that class A brain to bear upon it."
"Yes, Jermyn Street. Wait a bit and I'll give you the number."
There was a pause.
"Are you there still?"
"I'm always there."
"Well, one never knows with these dashed telephones. The number is 103. Got it?"
"103. Thank you, Bill."
"Yes, but I say—what do you want it for? You said you didn't know him."
"I don't, but I shall in half an hour."
"You're going round to his rooms?"