And if only the revolver with which the deed was done was brought to the surface, his trouble would be well repaid.
"Inspector Birch produces the weapon" would make an excellent headline in the local paper.
He was feeling well-satisfied with himself, therefore, as he walked to the pond, where his men were waiting for him, and quite in the mood for a little pleasant talk with Mr. Gillingham and his friend, Mr. Beverley.
He gave them a cheerful "Good afternoon," and added with a smile, "Coming to help us?"
"You don't really want us," said Antony, smiling back at him.
"You can come if you like."
Antony gave a little shudder.
"You can tell me afterwards what you find," he said. "By the way," he added, "I hope the landlord at 'The George' gave me a good character?"
The Inspector looked at him quickly.
"Now how on earth do you know anything about that?"