Bundle Wonders
There was no doubt that Superintendent Battle was taken aback. He fingered his chin thoughtfully.
“Sir Oswald is right, Battle,” said George. “This is the man. Any hope of catching him?”
“There may be, sir. It certainly looks—well, suspicious. Of course the man may turn up again—at Chimneys, I mean.”
“Do you think it likely?”
“No, it isn’t,” confessed Battle. “Yes, it certainly looks as though Bauer were the man. But I can’t quite see how he got in and out of these grounds unobserved.”
“I have already told you my opinion of the two men you posted,” said George. “Hopelessly inefficient—I don’t want to blame you, Superintendent, but—” His pause was eloquent.
“Ah, well,” said Battle lightly, “my shoulders are broad.”
He shook his head and sighed.
“I must get to the telephone at once. Excuse me, gentlemen. I’m sorry, Mr. Lomax—I feel I’ve rather bungled this business. But it’s been puzzling, more puzzling than you know.”
He strode hurriedly from the room.
“Come into the garden,” said Bundle to Jimmy. “I want to talk to you.”