"I wonder," murmured Mr. Torrington. "Quite a lot I wonder. Still it's great fun. Don't do anything in a hurry. Three days is a life time. Take my advice, go and sit with your girl and calm down."
"Good idea, I will. We shall meet again?"
"Surely."
"Au revoir then."
As Barraclough moved toward the door Cranbourne spoke.
"Why did you pass me by at the Berkeley last night?"
Barraclough wrinkled his forehead perplexedly.
"The Berkeley?"
"Yes, about ten thirty."
"At ten thirty I was plugging a man in the jaw at St. Pancras Station."