“I couldn’t tell Jarman would drop his cigar down.”
“But if you’d tried you couldn’t have stuck him in a better place.”
“That’s what I thought. What have you got to growl at?”
“You offered to put it in a safe place.”
“No, I didn’t. I didn’t want to have it at all.”
“But you did have it; you can’t deny that.”
“No—but—”
“Hold on. And you stuck it there under the grating.”
“Well, and if I did—”
“And that’s how Jarman’s cigar got on to it.”