“You’ll do,” said Nick, with a laugh. “You won’t get scared if I tell you something?”
“I hope not.”
“Well, they are burglarizing the flat opposite, and I want to get where I can see what’s going on, and make an arrest when the time comes.”
“Who are you?”
“An officer.”
The fellow was becoming more and more suspicious, and Nick was becoming more and more impatient.
“Will you let me in?” Nick finally asked.
“I don’t believe you are an officer,” was the reply. “If the flat over there is being robbed, you must be in with it.”
“In that case I wouldn’t be likely to be here telling you about it, would I?”
“That’s very true, unless you mean to rob this flat, too.”