The Inspector received the information with a respectful grin, and gave Captain Croome leave to take the children away with him. But he also declared firmly that Pollyooly must not even pretend to sell violets about Prince's Gate, since the residents in that fashionable district expected the police to keep it select; she must find some other way of delivering her message.
Pollyooly was relieved indeed to escape from the police station; and Captain Croome apologized at length for having got her into such a distressing position. He was overjoyed to learn that she had delivered the note before she was arrested. He drove them to the Temple; and on the way he bought them the largest box of delicious chocolate creams to be found in a shop.
As he stopped in the King's Bench Walk, frowning a little anxiously, he said, "We shall have to find some other way for you to deliver those notes."
"Oh, Mr. Ruffin will easily think of one, sir," said Pollyooly confidently.
The next morning, when she brought him his bacon, she told the Honorable John Ruffin of her
