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After being sworn in as special constable, I was very often up at the police head-quarters, in Victoria square. As Patrol Inspector-in-Chief I had no particular duties assigned to me, but had a roving commission given me, which, in effect, left me pretty well free to do as I pleased, although every evening I was expected to put in an appearance and sign the roll of attendance.
Contrary to what I had expected, the Chief Commissioner was always very pleasant to me; indeed, he was sometimes quite affable, and given to joking about the cloud we were both under.