Chapter Three.
What the World Said.
A quarter of an hour later I was in the inspector’s office at Tottenham Court Road Police-Station, relating to him all I knew of the horrible discovery.
“You saw a man come out, you say? Are you certain of this?” the inspector asked, after I had concluded my story.
“Quite; and, what’s more, I saw his face.”
“Would you know him again?” he inquired, eyeing me keenly.
“Certainly, I should.”
“Well, when you saw him, what did you do?”
“I followed him. We ran for nearly five minutes without meeting a constable, and I subsequently lost sight of him in Gray’s Inn Road.”