"You've got a wife?"
"I'm pretty sure of that."
"You don't tell her all your secrets?"
"Couldn't very well."
"Then keep on not telling her. Don't drop a hint that I'm going to call to-morrow at eleven about this business of to-night, and, by the way, help that tired butter-tub roll himself down to the hotel."
"All right," and Chief Gordon hastened to overtake the stranger.
The pale youth plodding seriously through the darkness did not avert his face from the lantern held up to scrutinise it.
"You've followed that man," said Captain White. "You've been faithful to him. What are you going to do now?"
The young man's labouring heavy step did not become more light, but his face became illumined by a cynical gleam. "I'm not at the end of my resources."
"What's your name?" asked Captain White abruptly.