They replied that they would be happy to substitute a reality for the pretence, which, in the main, appeared to be as one with Mr. Inspector’s meaning.

“Very good,” said he, taking his hat from its peg, and putting a pair of handcuffs in his pocket as if they were his gloves. “Reserve!” Reserve saluted. “You know where to find me?” Reserve again saluted. “Riderhood, when you have found out concerning his coming home, come round to the window of Cosy, tap twice at it, and wait for me. Now, gentlemen.”

As the three went out together, and Riderhood slouched off from under the trembling lamp his separate way, Lightwood asked the officer what he thought of this?