"I hope you enjoyed your tea, sir?" It was Henry, standing at his elbow. He spoke courteously, and with theslight anxiety of the perfect host.
"The best tea I've hadfor years," said Chief-Inspector Davy.
He remembered he hadn'tpaid for it. he attempted to do so; but Henry raised a deprecating hand.
"Oh no, sir. I was given to understand that yourtea was on the house. Mr. Humfries' orders."
Henry moved away. Father was left uncertain whetherhe ought to have offered Henry a tip or not. It was galling to think that Henry knew theanswer to that social problem much better than he did!
As he moved away along the street, he stoppedsuddenly. He took out his note-book and put down a name and an address – no
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