“Have I?”
“So I am informed.”
“Get along with your story.”
“You have just returned to England from Wyoming. The New York police cabled me that you arrived in Liverpool yesterday.”
“Did they now? That was real cute of ’em.”
“I want to ask you, in the first instance, the exact date of your departure from this country.”
Before replying to the detective Corbett looked at him fixedly, as though he was trying to read what was passing in his mind.
At last he said with a smile:
“Say, what are you after, Mr. White of Scotland Yard? What’s the game? Who’s been fooling you?”
“That is not the way to talk to me, sir. Answer my question fully and properly, or it may be worse for you.”