`I had to,' Dalrye' answered, grimly.
Hadley had picked up his pencil, and seemed intent on boring a hole in the desk top with its point.
`And the second person among the visitors, Mr` Dalrye?' he asked.
The other frowned. `It's a Mr Arbor, Inspector. Julius Arbor. He's rather famous as a book-collector, and I believe he's stopping at Sir William's house.'
Sir William raised his head. His eyes grew sharp again, for the first time since he had heard: the news of the murder.
He said: `Interesting. 'Damned interesting.' And he walked over with' a springy step to sit down in a chair near the desk.
`That's better,' approved the chief inspector, laying down his pencil. 'But for the moment we shan't trouble Mr Arbor, either. I should like to get the complete story of Mr Driscoll's movements to-day. You said something, General, about a rather wild tale connected with it.'
General Mason turned from the fire.
`Mr Radburn,' he said to the chief warder, `will you send to the King's House for Parker? Parker,' he explained, as the other left the room, 'is my orderly and general handyman. Meantime, Dalrye, you might tell the chief inspector about the wild-goose chase.'
Dalrye nodded. He looked suddenly older.