"I should say not."
"Or anyone else?"
"No."
"Did anyone ask you to show it?"
"I fancy Mrs. Halliday had a deal to say about it. I didn't show it. It was nothing to make a song about." Harding picked up his pencil. "Thank you, Mr. Guest: that's all at present. Will you please ask Miss de Silva to come here?"
Guest got up. "I will," he said tranquilly, and walked out.
Harding lifted an eyebrow in the Sergeant's direction.
"Did you make anything of that, Sergeant?"
"You can't, not when they stick to Yes, and No," said the Sergeant rather disgustedly. "Tough-looking customer.
Daresay he wouldn't stick at much."