“I’ve come to warn you because you did me a good turn the other night,” went on Bundle rapidly. “There’s a warrant out for Mr. Mosgorovsky, and the best thing you can do is to clear out of here as quick as you can. If you’re not found here, they won’t bother about you. Here’s ten pounds to help you get away somewhere.”

In three minutes’ time an incoherent and badly scared Alfred had left 14 Hunstanton Street with only one idea in his head⁠—never to return.

“Well, I’ve managed that all right,” said Bundle with satisfaction.

“Was it necessary to be so⁠—well, drastic?” Loraine demurred.