“When did Whitewell get back here?” I asked. “Last night after I left?”

“That’s the point, lover. He didn’t.”

“You mean you didn’t see him at all?”

“No.”

“When did you see him after that?”

“About four o’clock this morning.”

“Where?”

“He dropped in here after the police had got done questioning him. He was very apologetic because he’d got us mixed up in it. He’s an awfully nice man, Donald.”

“What did he want?”

“What do you mean?”