"Wait a minute," said Meldon. "Had he his luggage with him?"
"He had not."
"Well then he can't have been going to the train."
"He was not. But—"
"Had he his rod?"
"He had not. But—"
"He'd hardly have gone fishing without his rod, however bad his temper was. I wonder now where on earth he did go."
"It's what I'm trying to tell you," said Doyle, "if you'd let me speak."
"If you know where he went," said Meldon, "say so at once. What's the use of leaving me to waste time and energy trying to discover by inductive reasoning a thing that you know perfectly well all the time?"
"It's what I'm trying to do is to tell you."