"First, to discover cab 756, and, from its interesting charioteer, learn at what hotel the objects of my search put up; there they will know their names."
"Suppose they were at a private house with friends."
"Pshaw! Suppose they had lodgings in the moon! Did I not tell you the young lady expressly said they were perfect strangers?"
"That might be façon."
"Burton! Another objection and you may look out for squalls! It is my only plan, so be silent."
"When do you set out upon the search?"
"This morning, while the memory of Jehu may be fresh; the moment parade is over."
"Shall we hunt in couples?"
"No, my dear fellow; in such a pursuit you would founder at the first fence."
"I confess my heart and soul are not in the business, so I might be an obstacle; besides—but there's the trumpet; adieu! May success attend you, and the spirit of a thousand detectives inspire you."