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"Ah, you saw the calluses on the hands—I thought you wouldn't skip that."

"Both his feet were badly blistered—he had been wearing tight shoes."

"Walking a long way in them, too," said Lord Cunnings, "to get such blisters as that. Didn't that strike you as odd, in a person supposedly vey well off?"

"Well, I don't know. The blisters were two or three days old. He might have got stuck in the suburbs one night, perhaps—last train gone and no taxi—and had to walk home."

"Hmmm...Could be!"

"There were some little red marks all over his back and one leg I couldn't quite account for."

"I saw them."

"What did you make of them?"

"I'll tell you afterwards. Go on."

"He was very long-sighted—oddly long-sighted for a man in the prime of life; the glasses were like a very old man's. By the way, they had a very elegant and note-worthy chain of flat links chased with a pattern. It struck me he might be traced through it."

"I've just put an advertisement in 'The Times' about it," said Lord Cunning. "Go on."

"He had,had the glasses for some time—they had been mended twice."