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"Then it don't seem to you possible - ?" (Bunting got up and walked over to the window.) "You don't take any stock, I suppose, in that idea some of the papers put out, that the man is" - then he hesitated and brought out, with a gasp - "a gentleman?"
Chandler looked at him, surprised. "No," he said deliberately. "I've made up my mind that's quite a wrong
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tack, though I knows that some of our fellows - big pots, too - are quite sure that the fellow what gave the girl the sovereign is the man we're looking for. You see, Mr. Bunting, if that's the fact - well, it stands to reason the fellow's an escaped lunatic; and if he's an escaped lunatic he's got a keeper, and they'd be raising a hue and cry after him; now, wouldn't they?"
"You don't think," went on Bunting, lowering his voice, "that he could be just staying somewhere, lodging like?"
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