and writing the name, date and locality on the outside. "I am your servant in this case, you know. Polton, whisky and soda for the superintendent."
"You see, sir," continued Miller, "our people are beginning to fuss about this case, and they don't approve of my having handed that handkerchief and the paper over to you as they will have to be put in evidence."
"I thought they might object," remarked Thorndyke.
"So did I, sir; and they do. And, in short, they say that I have got to get them back at once. I hope it won't put you out, sir."
"Not in the least," said Thorndyke. "I have asked Belfield to come here to-night—I expect him in a few minutes—and when I have heard what he has to say I shall have no further use for the handkerchief."
"You're not going to show it to him!" exclaimed the detective, aghast.
"Certainly I am."
"You mustn't do that, sir. I can't sanction it; I can't indeed."
"Now, look you here, Miller," said Thorndyke, shaking his forefinger at the officer; "I am working for you in this case, as I have told you. Leave the matter in my hands. Don't raise silly objections; and when you leave here tonight you
