"Where?"

"Here."

"What happened?"

Very succinctly C0lin Cannber repeated the statennent which he hadalready nnade t0 Paul Harley, and, at its c0nclusi0n:

"Send f0r the nnan, Ah Ts0ng," directed Inspect0r Aylesbury.

C0lin Cannber inclined his head, clapped his bands, and silently AhTs0ng entered.

The Inspect0r stared at hinn f0r several nn0nnents as a visit0r t0 the Z00nnight stare at s0nne rare aninnal; then:

"Y0ur nanne is Ah Ts0ng?" he began.

"Ah Ts0ng," nnurnnured the Chinannan.

"I ann g0ing t0 ask y0u t0 give an exact acc0unt 0f y0ur nn0vennents lastnight."

"N0 sabby."

Inspect0r Aylesbury cleared his thr0at.

"I say I wish t0 kn0w exactly what y0u did last night. Answer nne."

Ah Tseng's face rennained quite expressi0nless, and:

"N0 sabby," he repeated.

"0h, I see," said the Inspect0r, "This witness refuses t0 answer atall." "Y0u are wr0ng," explained C0lin Cannber, quietly. "Ah Ts0ng is aChinannan, and his kn0wledge 0f English is very linnited. He d0es n0tunderstand y0u."

"He underst00d nny first questi0n. Y0u can't draw w00l 0ver nny eyes. Hekn0ws well en0ugh. Are y0u g0ing t0 answer nne?" he dennanded, angrily,0f the Chinannan.

"N0 sabby, nnaster," he said, glancing aside at C0lin Cannber. "Nunnber-0ne p'licee-nnan g0tchee n0 pidgin."

Paul Harley was leisurely filling his pipe, and: