"And what did he say about me?"
"He said that all the intelligence of our party was centred in one person."
"Well?"
"And that the initials of the person in question were I. M."
"Now, Jack."
"Sir."
"You two boys are conspiring against me."
"You are rather hard upon us, sir," said Harry Girdwood, with an injured look.
"Was I? Dear me, I didn't mean that," said poor Mole. "But I'll go and see this wizard, as you call him."
"It might startle you, sir."