"You had overheard Philip's last remark to the porter?"
"Yes—something about pestering beggars. I was ready to make him swallow his words, but I loathe a scene, before people like those who frequent the Veterans' Club."
"I wish to goodness you had gone for him then and there."
"Why?"
"This accursed business would not have occurred."
"Oh, yes it would—sooner or later."
"What makes you say that?"
"Philip must have had an enemy."
"Who murdered him last night, you think?"
"An enemy," assented Luke, "who evidently laid in wait for him, and murdered him last night. It is bound to come out at the inquest."