Arrived at the door, we found a resplendent car, a chauffeur of the
imperturbable order seated at the wheel.
"I'm very much obliged----," Willoughby began.
"That's all right, Sir," said the man. "I'm going that way."
We stepped in, drew the fur rug over our legs, and the car glided off.
"It's a nice car," said Willoughby.
"I understand that the chauffeur is a friend of the hall porter?" I
commented.
"That is so."
"And the owner of the car is----?"
"Some person unknown."
"Where ignorance is bliss----"
"I am a little doubtful if the chauffeur will mention our ride to his
master, if that is what you mean," said Willoughby.
"Have you considered the bearing of the law concerning Conspiracy on
this case?" I asked.
"I have not, nor do I intend to," said Willoughby airily. "The law
concerning Bribery and Corruption has a much more direct bearing. Got
two more half-crowns?"
I was searching for them as we turned into the square in which we live
and the car slowed down.
"Tell him it's at the far corner," I said.