DAN (apparently puzzled): Am I, sir?
BELSIZE: Yes…. That'll be all for to-day. I'll let you off this once.
DAN: I'm that relieved, sir!
BELSIZE (crossing to the table for his hat): But don't try and keep things from the police another time.
DAN: No chance!
BELSIZE: They always find you out, you know.
DAN: Yes, sir. Would you like a cup o' tea, sir?
BELSIZE: No, thanks. I've got another inquiry in the village…. (Turning back, with an afterthought) Oh, just one thing—might as well just do it, we're supposed to with all the chaps we're questioning, matter of form—if you don't mind. I'll have a quick look through your luggage. Matter of form….
DAN: Oh, yes.
BELSIZE: Where d' you hang out?