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LAWRENCE nodded gravely. He had no delusions on the score of Middlewick's visit. He felt certain that he had been followed and tracked to Watney's rooms, after which, no doubt, the person most interested had telephoned to Scotland Yard; hence the appearance of Inspector Middlewick at this moment.
"I am sorry to intrude at this time of night," Middlewick said quietly, "but I think this gentleman will understand why I have come. I believe I am speaking to Mr. Hatton."