“Usual place, sir—in Palace Yard—just outside the Hall.”
“What time was that?”
“Quarter past eleven, exactly, sir—the clock was just chiming the quarter as he came out.”
“Was Mr. Herapath alone when he came out?”
“No sir. He came out with another gentleman—a stranger to me, sir. The two of ’em stood talking a bit a yard or two away from the brougham.”
“Did you hear anything they said?”
“Just a word or two from Mr. Herapath, sir, as him and the other gentleman parted.”
“What were they?—tell us the words, as near as you can remember.”
“Mr. Herapath said, ‘Have it ready for me tomorrow, and I’ll look in at your place about noon.’ That’s all, sir.”
“What happened then?”