Verelst turned impatiently. "In no mood for jesting. I ought to have hurried him off. Now he is in jail."
Jones lit a cigarette. "There are honest men everywhere, even in jail, perhaps particularly in jail. Whom has he, do you know?"
"To defend him? Dunwoodie. Ogston told me. Ogston says——"
"I daresay he does. His remarks are always very poignant."
"But look here. Before the arrest was known, Ogston was in this room telling everybody that, last night, he gave Lennox a seat in Paliser's box. He will have to testify to it. He can't help himself."
"Perhaps I can help him though. I was with Lennox at the time."
"You were? That's awkward. You may have to corroborate him."
"I certainly shall. I have the seat."
"What?"
"Lennox dropped the ticket. After he had gone, I found it on the floor. It is in my shop now."