cheese with too big holes in it. Five years his sentence was.
Let's see, he ought to be coming out in about- oh, about- When
does father come out, Cousin Albert?"

The excursionists gazed greedily at me- the felon's son. I
approached Berry and laid a hand upon his arm. Then I turned to
the little group.

"This fellow," I said, "has got us into trouble before. Those of
you who have motor-cars will understand me when I refer to the
great difficulty of securing a really trustworthy chauffeur.
Now, this man is honest and a most careful driver, but when he
is, so to speak, off duty, he is so unfortunate as to suffer from
delusions, usually connected with crime and the administration of
the criminal law. While we were having lunch at Whitchurch only
this afternoon, he went off to the police-station and tried to
give himself up for the Hounslow murder, didn't you?"

"Yes, sir," faltered Berry.

"And all the time," I went on, "I'm not at all satisfied myself
that he did murder the woman, although things certainly looked
rather black- "

"I did!" said Berry fiercely.

The crowd of excursionists recoiled, and a small boy in a green
flannel blazer burst into tears.

"Any way," I said, " there isn't anything like enough evidence