"I've no objection," I said.
"All right," said Bill Foster; "fire away."
"The gentleman bribed you to keep silence respecting his movements?" I asked.
"It must have been for that," replied Bill Foster.
"Proving," I observed, "that he must have had some strong reason for secrecy."
"That's got nothing to do with me," remarked Bill Foster.
"Of course not. What you've got to do is to earn the sovereign. Who engaged you for the job?"
"The gentleman himself. I wasn't out with my trap so early, and some one must have told him where I live. Anyways, he comes at a quarter-past six, and knocks me up, and says there's a good job waiting for me at 28 Athelstan Road, if I'd come at once. I says, 'All right,' and I puts my horse to, and drives there. I got to the house at ten minutes to seven, and I drives the party to the London, Chatham, and Dover."
"How many were in the party?"
"Four. The gentleman, a middle-aged lady, and two young 'uns."