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It was only a few hundred yards to the Police Headquarters in Victoria Square, and in my numbed state of mind the journey seemed very short. But it gave me time to pull myself together, and when I was finally ushered into the presence of the Chief I had myself perfectly under control, and was able to look at him with eyes set in a face of stone.
I knew the Chief well by reputation. He was quite a young man, not more than thirty-five, and one of those who had made good in the Great War. He had been one of the heroes of Bullecourt, and had been twice promoted for gallantry on the field. When the Armistice was signed he was holding the rank of brigadier. He had only held his position in Adelaide for about six months, but had already proved himself a shrewd and capable officer.