"If it is opposed."
"We oppose it, then. Did you bring any one down with you?"
Inspector Moeletter had not done so. He had not been able to anticipate what amended instructions he might receive in London, so he had thought it as well to come alone.
"For political reasons it is desirable that nothing should be known publicly of the arrest until you have your prisoner safely at Stafford," said B. "At present he is motoring in the southern counties. I have information that he will leave Farnham this afternoon between three and half-past and proceed direct to Guildford. Is there any reason why you should not arrest him between the two places?"
Inspector Moeletter knew of none.
"It will be preferable to doing so in either town from our point of view," continued B., "and it is not known whether he intends leaving Guildford to-night."
The inspector took out an innocent-looking pocket-book, whose elastic band was a veritable hangman's noose, and noted the facts.
"Is a description of the motor-car available?" he enquired.
B. picked up a sheet of paper. "It is a large car, a 30 H.P. Daimler, with a covered body, and painted in two shades of green," he read from the paper. "The number is L.N. 7246."
"I would suggest bringing him straight on in the car," said Moeletter. "It would obviate the publicity of railway travelling."