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When you are all there, take your own lines close the place, the doors, if you like but get hold of the Pilmansey men, tell them you are police, insist on being taken to the top floor and shown their opium den. They will object, they will lie, they will resist you will use your own methods. But in that opium den you will find Chang Li and your property!"
The holder of the tea-pot cast a quick glance at the disturbance of this peaceful scene, and set down his tea-pot; the chess-players looked up for one second, showed not the faintest sign of perturbation and looked down again. Then the man of the tea-pot spoke one word. "Yes?" he said. "The fact is, Mister," said the elder Pilmansey, "these are police- officers. They want one of your friends Mr.
We've positive information that he's here and I'm only giving you sound advice when I say that if he is here, you'll do well to show us where he is. Now, come, Mr. Pilmansey, is he here?" The elder Pilmansey shook his head but the shake was more one of doubt than of denial. "I can't say," he answered. "He might be." "What's that mean?" demanded the Inspector. "Might be?
But the door on the top floor was closed and when Ayscough turned its handle he found it to be locked from within. "They've keys of their own for that, too," remarked the younger Pilmansey. "I don't see how you're going to get in, if there's nobody inside." "We're going in there whether there's anybody or not," said the Inspector. "Knock, Ayscough! knock loudly!"
"We're going to examine those rooms, Mr. Pilmansey, so we'll get it done at once." The intervening rooms between the lower and the top floors of the old house appeared to be given up to stores the open doors revealed casks, cases, barrels, piles of biscuit and confectionery boxes nothing to conceal there, decided the lynx-eyed men who trooped up the dingy stairs after the grumbling proprietors.
Not without some grumbling as to waste of time and interference with business, the Pilmansey brothers led the way to a side door which opened into a passage that ran along the side of the shop and from whence a staircase rose to the upper regions of the house. The elder pointed, significantly, to the street door at the end.
One or two of you, surely, would have been enough without bringing a troop of people on to our premises all this is unnecessary!" "You'll allow us to be the best judge of what's necessary and what isn't, Mr. Pilmansey," retorted the Inspector. "There'll be no fuss, no bother needn't be, anyway, if you tell us what we want to know, and don't oppose us in what we've got power to do.
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