He glanced
at Methley.
"I do not see that any good can come of this interview, Mr. Methley," he
remarked in quiet, level tones. "I am evidently to be treated as an
impostor. In that case,"--he bowed ceremoniously to the men gathered
around Mr. Carless' desk--"I think it best to withdraw."
Therewith he walked out of the room; and Methley, after a quiet word with
Carless, followed--to be stopped in the corridor, for a second time that
day, by Viner, who had hurried after him.
"I'm not going to express any opinion on what we've just heard,"
whispered Viner, drawing Methley aside, "but in view of what I told you
this morning, there's something I want you to do for me."
"Yes!" said Methley. "What?"
"That unlucky fellow Hyde, who is on remand, is to be brought before the
magistrate tomorrow morning," answered Viner. "Get him--this claimant
there, to attend the court as a spectator--go with him! Use any argument
you like, but get him there! I've a reason--which I'll explain later."
"I'll do my best," promised Methley. "And I've an idea of what's on your
mind. You want to find out if Hyde can recognize him as the man whom he
met at the Markendale Square end of Lonsdale Passage?"
"Well, that is my idea!" assented Viner.
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