"
"And what of it, Mr. Cullen?" I asked.
"This," he answered, "that I feel it my duty to warn you against the
companions with whom you spent a portion of last evening."
"You mean Mr. and Miss Parker?"
"I mean Mr. and Miss Parker."
"Are you making any definite charges against this young lady and
gentleman?" I inquired after a moment's pause.
"Very definite charges indeed!" he replied. "I warn you, Mr. Walmsley,
that this man and his daughter are in bad repute with us, and to be seen
associated with them is to bring yourself under police surveillance. We
had a special warning when they sailed from New York, and since their
arrival in London they have already been concerned in two or three very
shady transactions."
"If they break the law," I inquired, "why do you not arrest them?"
"Because I have had bad luck--rotten bad luck!" Mr. Cullen declared
firmly. "I am perfectly convinced that this Mr. Parker, as he calls
himself, has been financing one of the greatest artists in banknote
counterfeits ever known to the police. I am perfectly convinced that Mr.
Parker left this young man in Adam Street last night, with a packet of
notes upon his person for which he had just paid two hundred pounds, and
if I could have arrested him then the game would have been up.
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