Dangle took no notice of the broken taunt, and said—
“Look here, Fisher. There’s no love lost between you and me, and it doesn’t affect me.”
“Or me.”
“For all that, I don’t care to see you or the clubs robbed without giving you a friendly hint.”
“You’re very kind. Who is the culprit? The doctor?”
“No; Rollitt. Stay,” said he, waving down the interruption, “I shouldn’t be fool enough to say it unless I was pretty sure. Tell me this, Fisher; when you go out and leave money about do you lock your door?”
“No. We don’t have to do that this side.”
“Did you ever see Rollitt in here?”
“No.”
“Do you know that on the first half-holiday this term Rollitt nearly came to grief on the river?”