Graviter.  By the way, sir, what is your business?

Gilman.  Well, my business here—­No, if you’ll excuse me, I’d rather wait and see old Mr Jacob Twisden.  It’s delicate, and I’d like his experience.

Graviter. [With a shrug] Very well; then, perhaps, you’ll go in there. [He moves towards the door, Left Back].

Gilman.  Thank you. [Following] You see, I’ve never been mixed up with the law—­

Graviter. [Opening the door] No?

Gilman.  And I don’t want to begin.  When you do, you don’t know where you’ll stop, do you?  You see, I’ve only come from a sense of duty; and —­other reasons.

Graviter.  Not uncommon.

Gilman. [Producing card] This is my card.  Gilman’s—­several branches, but this is the ’ead.

Graviter. [Scrutinising card] Exactly.

Gilman.  Grocery—­I daresay you know me; or your wife does.  They say old Mr Jacob Twisden refused a knighthood.  If it’s not a rude question, why was that?

Graviter.  Ask him, sir; ask him.

Gilman.  I said to my wife at the time, “He’s holdin’ out for a baronetcy.”

     Graviter Closes the door with an exasperated smile.

Young clerk. [Opening the door, Left Forward] Mr Winsor, sir, and Miss Orme.

     They enter, and the clerk withdraws.

Graviter.  How d’you do, Miss Orme?  How do you do, Winsor?

Winsor.  Twisden not back, Graviter?

Graviter.  Not yet.

Winsor.  Well, they’ve got through De Levis’s witnesses.  Sir Frederick was at the very top of his form.  It’s looking quite well.  But I hear they’ve just subpoenaed Canynge after all.  His evidence is to be taken to-morrow.

Graviter.  Oho!

Winsor.  I said Dancy ought to have called him.

Graviter.  We considered it.  Sir Frederic decided that he could use him better in cross-examination.

Winsor.  Well!  I don’t know that.  Can I go and see him before he gives evidence to-morrow?

Graviter.  I should like to hear Mr Jacob on that, Winsor.  He’ll be in directly.

Winsor.  They had Kentman, and Goole, the Inspector, the other bobby, my footman, Dancy’s banker, and his tailor.

Graviter.  Did we shake Kentman or Goole?

Winsor.  Very little.  Oh! by the way, the numbers of those two notes were given, and I see they’re published in the evening papers.  I suppose the police wanted that.  I tell you what I find, Graviter—­a general feeling that there’s something behind it all that doesn’t come out.

Graviter.  The public wants it’s money’s worth—­always does in these Society cases; they brew so long beforehand, you see.