"Of course there have been rumours! there's been nothing else but rumours! But every time I mentioned one of them to you all I got was a wigging for my pains."
"That's because the ones you mentioned to me were only will-o'-the-wisps. According to the information I've received the real clues you've let slip through your fingers."
Mr Granger stood up. He was again uncomfortably hot. His manner was hardly deferential.
"Excuse me, Mr Nunn, but if you've come here to lecture me while drinking of my wife's tea, since I've had a long and a hard day's work, perhaps you'll let me go and clean myself and have a bit of rest."
"If there's anything in what Jim Baker says there's plenty for you to do, Mr Granger, before you think of resting."
"What the devil does he say?"
"You needn't swear at me, Mr Granger, thank you all the same. I've come here for the express purpose of telling you what he says."
"Then you're a long time doing it."
"Don't you speak to me like that, Granger, because I won't have it. I conduct the cases which are placed in my hands in my own way, and I don't want no teaching from you. Jim Baker says that although he didn't kill the chap himself he saw him being killed, and who it was that killed him."
"Who does he say it was?"