"None, sir."
"Constable la Mancha, are you aware that your defaulter sheet is notoriously the blackest in the Force?"
The Blackguard answered with a smile of innocent frankness which would have disarmed a grizzly bear.
"In four months from now your time expires, otherwise, for continuous misbehaviour, I should be compelled to recommend your discharge. I cannot have my whole division demoralised by one"—he was going to say "blackguard!" "Consider this matter. Fined one month's pay."
The Blackguard saluted.
"Thank you, sir."
"Right about turn," said the Sergeant-Major, "quick march."
Then the Colonel chuckled. Presently he looked up at the senior Inspector.
"Have you seen to Mr. Ramsay?"
"I'm afraid, sir, that I have only one duty man available who knows the trail."