“I will do my best to answer them,” said the father.
“You have heard your son speak of one Julius Mantelle?”
“Occasionally.”
“Do you know where the fellow lives?”
“At the Hotel Cumberland, I think.”
“Have you ever met this man Julius.”
“Once.”
“Describe him, please.”
“Very dark, with broad nostrils, like a negro, thick lips, black curly hair. He speaks English with a slight French accent. I didn’t like the looks of the man.”