ButMr。Gryce，whodiscernedtidingsinthebereavedfather’sface，wasallalacrityinaninstant。Greetinghisvisitorwithasmilewhichfewcouldseewithouttrustingtheman，heexplainedtheinspector’sabsenceandintroducedhimselfinhisowncapacity。
Mr。Challonerhadheardofhim。Nevertheless，hedidnotseeminclinedtospeak。
Mr。GrycemotionedSweetwaterfromtheroom。Withawoefullooktheyoungdetectivewithdrew，hislastglancecastatthecutterstilllyinginfullviewonthetable。
Mr。Gryce，notunmindfulhimselfofthisobject，tookitup，thenlaiditdownagain，withanairofseemingabstraction。
Thefather’sattentionwascaught。”Whatisthat?”hecried，advancingastepandbestowingmorethananordinaryglanceattheobjectthusbroughtcasually，asitwere，tohisnotice。”Isurelyrecognisethiscutter。Doesitbelonghereor-”