“Well, Harry? What do you want me to do?”

He looked over his steel spectacles inquiringly at the inspector and Labar fancied that he could detect the glimmer of a smile.

“This affects Gertstein, sir.”

“Well, he’s not the only man whose wife has been blackmailed.”

“No. But he might make it difficult, when he sees how a big scandal may come home to him.”

“Ah.” The superintendent polished his spectacles, and readjusted them. “You think Gertstein might deliberately try to gum up things to hush up the scandal.”

Labar nodded. Both these men understood something which neither of them said. “I take it that it’s Larry we want, sir.”