"Ah, but it will gratify him, Bisset," said he, "and I think it is the nice thing to do. Could you give me his London address?"
He jotted this down in his pocket book, and then as he was leaving he said confidentially:
"You tell me that you think Sir Malcolm is interested in Miss Farmond, though she seemed not so keen on him?"
"That was the way of it to my thinking," said Bisset. "And what deduction would you draw from that, sir?"
"I should deduce," said this sympathetic and intelligent visitor, "the probable appearance of certain evidence bearing on our theories, Bisset."
Mr. Bisset thought he had seldom met a pleasanter gentleman or a more helpful assistant.