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Imagination's a splendid thing for a detective to possess, Dollops, but don't let yours run away with you in this fashion, my lad, or you'll never rise above what you are. Toddle along now, and look out for Mr. Narkom's arrival. It's after nine already, so he'll soon be here." "Anybody a-comin' with him, sir?" "I don't know he didn't say. Cut along, now; I'm busy!" said Cleek.
One might almost have thought that he regretted the fact. "No, Dollops," he said, softly, "it was the calmest night of its kind I've ever experienced. But we've gleaned something from it. But what the devil has Borkins got to do with this factory? What ever it is he's in it right up to the neck, and we'll have to dig around him pretty carefully. You'll help me, Dollops, won't you?
It seemed to the man that here, in Dollops' lithe, young form, in the very ginger of his carrotty hair, in the stridency of this cockney accent which Cleek had endeavoured to eradicate without a particle of success was the reembodiment of the older, shorter, more mature James Collins.
In a twinkling other cheers rang out, there was the sound of hastily moving feet and the uproar of general excitement. "Oh, well, if you won't stop to be waited on, gents, help yourselves!" said Dollops with a chuckle.
Nevertheless, when Dollops had gone and the door was shut and he had the room to himself again, and, if he really did have any business on hand, there was no reason in the world why he should not have set about it, he remained sitting at the table and idly drumming upon it with his finger tips, a deep ridge between his brows and a far-away expression in his fixed, unwinking eyes.
"No, sir plain as a pikestaff!" returned Petrie importantly, for he felt the burden of responsibility and hoped that this would mean promotion. Dollops, who was by no means a regular member of the force, simply looked at Cleek with considerable pride fighting through the natural horror that the find had given birth to. "Funny thing!" broke in Cleek at this juncture.
Once they had done so, he ceased his endless, ear-piercing whistle and turned to his companion, his hand reaching out suddenly and catching the sleeve nearest him. "That was Borkins!" he said in a muttered undertone, as the two figures in front swung away into the shadows. "Did you see his face, lad?" "I did," responded Dollops, with asperity. "And a fine specimen of a face it were, too!
Dollops, casting a sideways glance at his master, knew what this sign meant, and spoke never a word, until they had left the Fens far behind them and were well on their way toward the docks, and the "appointment" with Black Whiskers at twelve o'clock. Then: "Notice anything, Dollops?" Cleek asked, slewing round and looking at the boy quizzically. "How do you mean, sir?"
Dollops will hand you this. Say nothing just wait till I get back." This he slipped, unsigned in his haste, into an envelope, handed it to Dollops, and then fairly jumped into his clothes. Ten minutes later, he was out of the house, and the end of the riddle was in sight. On the morrow, Mrs. Bawdrey made known the rather surprising piece of news that Mr.
"What! a whole one, ma'am?" asked the small domestic in comparison with whom Dollops was a giantess. "Yes, a whole one. You see there's a young gentleman coming to tea whom I did not expect a grand tall gentleman too, and a hero, who has saved people from wrecks, and swims in the sea in storms like a duck, and all that sort of thing, so he's sure to have a tremendous appetite.
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