“At my expense. You charge me with an offence which is utterly ridiculous, and beyond that you cast scandalous reflections upon the memory of the man who was my dearest friend!”

“I only tell you what is reported.”

“By whom?”

“I have already stated that I am not permitted to answer such a question.”

“Then my enemies—some unknown and secret enemies—have placed me in this invidious position!”

“Well—if you like to put it in that way, you may,” reflected the police official, who, with a cold smile, closed the book upon the table, as a sign that the interview was at an end.


Chapter Fifteen.

The Working of “Number 70.”