"A boy belonging to the town."
"I suppose we can get hold of him?"
"He is ready to talk to anyone about it."
"We'll go and find him," said Quarles. "I'm staying in Riversmouth to-night; no, not with you. I don't want to be identified with the case in any way. When is the inquest?"
"The day after to-morrow."
"Then to-morrow afternoon you might show me these coves."
"Certainly."
"Now for this boy."
The wind was blowing half a gale as we went through the town.
"It has been blowing like this ever since the night the doctor disappeared, hasn't it?" asked Quarles.