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"Now then," said the policeman, falling back on a formula in face of an unexpected situation. "What's all this about?"
There can be no doubt that, on most occasions, the sense of humour is a handicap in life. It implies introspection, and he who introspects is commonly lost. But laughter is, in great part, the child of innocence, and it is doubtful if anything could have exculpated the two amateur detectives from the charge of being criminals so speedily as the complete breakdown of Gordon's gravity when the question was asked.