"You are jesting, Inspector." Tydvil smiled engagingly.
"Believe me, I am not, and you would be well advised to recognise that," was the frosty retort. "A man did enter that alley, and I'm afraid I cannot accept your assurance that you did not see him."
"How very peculiar!" Mr. Senior observed.
"Very!" said Kane dryly, without taking his eyes off Tydvil. "Then I have nothing to add," said Tydvil shortly.
"Tell me this, Mr. Jones," asked Kane abruptly. "Do you know the man Basil Williams, or have you had any dealing with him?"
"I have never yet met the man, nor spoken to him," replied Tydvil flatly. "You will find it far wiser to be frank with me," insisted Kane.
"Believe me, I am totally at a loss to understand how you can associate me with this man Williams in any way," Tydvil affir
