'Well, Sir?'
'Put those policemen somewhere out of sight. Tell Mr Arbor Mr Hadley is here in the library, and send him back to me. You needn't inform Mr Hadley yet. Got it?'
'Yes, sir.'
There was a brief interval while Dr Fell stumped back and forth on the padded floor, muttering to himself. He turned sharply, as the door opened again, and Hobbes ushered in Julius Arbor.
18. Mr Arbor Hears a Voice
Mr Arbor was now imbued with a certain degree of calmness. But he was not at his ease. His glance had gone to the portrait of Sir William, a white eagle in the dusky room, and his discomfort seemed to grow. He had not let Hobbes take his hat or coat.
`Good evening, Inspector,' he said. `Tritely, I suppose I ought to say good morning. It… er '… I confess, Inspector, that your request to come here somewhat startled me. I…'
`Sit down there,' interrupted the doctor, leading him to the fire. `You remember my colleague here?'
`Yes. Er.. yes, of course,' Arbor said, vaguely. He added, `Is Sir William about?'
`No. That's it. Sit down.'