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Shortly after half-past eight the next morning, Inspector Carter was busy writing in his private office in Scotland Yard, when his colleague, Inspector Stone, walked unceremoniously into the room and with a deep sigh lowered his huge body into an armchair.
"Was chasing a woman all yesterday," he grunted, "and I didn't get any proper meals. I always feel upset the next day."