I Forbid the Banns! — page 383: what you’re looking at

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CHAPTER LI. ON PRIVATE INQUIRY. y HERE is she to be found?” That was the question which Sir Ecroyd Fairleigh was asking himself, when he was sitting on the Treasury bench amid the bellowing of the herd around him—it is marvelous how the herd will bellow if only the merest cur snaps at their heels. ‘Where is she to be found?” he now asked himself as he went back to his room to meet the person whose name he had mentioned to the Minister for Public Safety. Mr. Tracey was acknowledged to be the most astute of the detective force at Scotland Yard. He was an excellent officer in spite of the fact that he had not yet received that guarantee of efficiency—dismissal by the Minister for Public Safety. He was waiting at the door of Sir Ecroyd’s room, while the ‘‘ scenes” were being shifted inthe House. He touched his hat when the minister appeared. “Vou are there, Tracey? Good. I'll not keep you a minute.” “Tam at your service, Sir Ecroyd.” He followed the minister into his room and closed the door. | | ‘Tt isa woman, Tracey,’ said Sir Ecroyd. “ Of course, Sir Ecroyd,” said the officer. The minister paused. He wondered were many mem- bers of the cabinet in the habit of consulting detectives regarding women. 373 (E(0) CORNIECLIOOKS