“You will not discharge him.”
“Well, did you decide what to do? Shall I take 78 back?”
“Pat, you talk and look and act quite differently now. What was wrong? Do tell.”
“I am just the same Irishman. Do you think I have changed in looks? I hope not, for who ever saw a homely Irishman?”
“You did change in looks, but look all right now. Put the prisoner in the other office—No. 2. I may need him soon. Then you may go.”
“Well, Mr. Pearson, what does all this mean? I don’t understand. But I shall not cease the investigation until I find out what is wrong.”
“You are paying too much attention to what Pat has been saying.”
“I am not referring to Pat’s sayings. I am asking you, or will do so, to explain about this man bearing the same name and having the same birth-place and the same number in his family as you have told me that you have. Your statements were identical, and do you not know that this is your brother? I believe that he is, and why do you not want to acknowledge him, or find out whether he is guilty or innocent?”
“How often, sir, do we meet men who have the same name as ourselves—many time the surname and the Christian name are the same. I am under the impression that this is one of those times.”