Bertram.
[Sniggering.] Why, Titterton, of course. I mean to say——!
Roope.
[Waving Bertram down.] Dear excellent friend——!
Dunning.
[Taking up his hat, which he has laid upon the smoking-table—to Roope, with a satisfied air.] Mr. Sillitoe's got that in hand, sir. What I have ascertained is that a young feller strolls in occasionally and smokes a cigarette——
Bertram.
And pokes about in the cellar——
Dunning.
Calls himself Hopwood. But the name written on the lining of his hat—[to Bertram, carelessly] oh, I forgot to mention this to you, Mr. Filson. [Producing his memorandum-book again.] Old mother Sweasy was examining the young man's outdoor apparel the other day. [Turning the pages with his wet thumb.] The name on the lining of his hat is—[finding the entry] is "Westrip." "Leonard Westrip."