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Rh "Well, hang it, very few men go about without any money," Reggie expostulated. "The corpse hadn't a copper. You can take it the way we found him wasn't the way he used to go about. He'd do his vest up, for instance."

"Ah," said Bell sagely. "You've got it all in your head, I must say. That's the thing about you, Mr. Fortune, if you don't mind my saying so. You've always got a whole case in your mind at once; there's some of us only see it in bits, so to speak."

Reggie smiled. He understood that Superintendent Bell was repenting of having lost his temper, and was anxious to make it up. "I never found so good a fellow to work with as you. Bell," he said. "You always keep a level head."

Superintendent Bell shook it and stared at Reggie. "Not to-day. As you know very well, Mr. Fortune, begging your pardon. I've been rattled, and that's the truth. Ought to know better at my time of life, to be sure. I've seen a good deal, too, you might say. But there's some things I'll never get used to. And that chap's face upset me."

Reggie nodded. "Yes. I was sayin'—the only things that make you afraid are the mad things. And the only thing that does you good is to fight 'em. That's why I've cheered up."

"That's right, sir. Well, now, these facts of yours. There's no papers anywhere. All burnt in