CHAPTER IV

A MIDNIGHT INTERVIEW THE constable paused in the lane and considered. Up to the present he felt he had done splendidly, and he congratulated himself on his luck. But his next step he did not see clearly at all. Should he find the nearest police station and advise the head constable, or should he telephone, or even go to Scotland Yard? Or more difficult still, should he remain where he was and look-out for fresh developments? He paused irresolutely for some fifteen minutes pondering the situation, and had almost mad…