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Macmaster said:

'You told the policeman...'

'I gave him,' Tietjens said, 'the Rt. Hon. Stephen Fenick Waterhouse's compliments, and he'd be much obliged if the P.C. would hand in a 'No Can Do' report in the matter of those ladies every morning to his inspector. I gave him also a brand new fi' pun note--from the Cabinet Minister--and a couple of quid and the price of a new pair of trousers from myself. So he's the happiest constable in Sussex. A very decent fellow; he told me how to know a dog otter's spoor from a gravid bitch's...But that wouldn't interest you.'

He began again:

'Don't look so inexpressibly foolish. I told you I'd been dining with that swine...No, I oughtn't to call him a swine after eating his dinner. Besides, he's a very decent fellow...

'You didn't tell me you'd been dining with Mr Waterhouse,' Macmaster said. 'I hope you remembered that, as he's amongst other things the President of the Funded Debt Commission he's the power of life and death over the department and us.'