Roger cut viciously with his stick at an inoffensive daisy.
There was another little silence.
They turned out of the drive and began to tramp along the dusty highroad.
“Still,” said Roger cunningly, “we got some extraordinarily valuable information out of him, didn’t we?”
“Yes, sir,” said the inspector.
“Which goes some way to confirm a rather interesting new theory of my own,” said Roger, still more cunningly.
“Ah!” said the inspector.
Roger began to whistle.
“By the way,” said the inspector very airily, “what exactly was the significance of that question you put to him about Mrs. Vane being an imprudent woman, sir? Why ‘imprudent’?”
“Um!” said Roger.