"Absolutely," agreed Teal acidly. "And yet it's been done."
The trials that it had been enduring of late had not improved the detective's temper.
"No one could raid Scotland Yard," Cullis persisted. "Was there any sign of the files having been tampered with?"
"None at all."
"Then it must have been someone in the building-somebody actually in the Records Office."
Teal extracted a battered piece of gum from his mouth as if he disliked the taste of it. Or it may have been something else that he disliked.
"If we go on making progress at this rate," he said morbidly, "one of the stunt newspapers will be running us as modern reincarnations of Sherlock Holmes."
Cullis scowled.
"That doesn't get us much further. Even if someone in the Records Office was responsible, it might have been any one of a dozen men you could name."
Teal shrugged.