"Well, it's really dashed important. It's just the one thing I
want now."

Bill was suddenly enthusiastic again.

"I say, have you really found it all out?"

Antony nodded.

"At least, I'm very nearly there, Bill. There's just this one
thing I want now. It means your going back to Stanton. Well, we
haven't come far; it won't take you long. Do you mind?"

"My dear Holmes, I am at your service."

Antony gave him a smile and was silent for a little, thinking.

"Is there another inn at Stanton--fairly close to the station?"

"The 'Plough and Horses'--just at the corner where the road goes
up to the station--is that the one you mean?"

"That would be the one. I suppose you could do with a drink,
couldn't you?"

"Rather!" said Bill, with a grin.

"Good. Then have one at the 'Plough and Horses.' Have two, if
you like, and talk to the landlord, or landlady, or whoever
serves you. I want you to find out if anybody stayed there on