“Hello, ’ello, Mr. Farnon in?” “Not at the moment. Can I help you?” “Aye, give ’im a message when he comes in. Tell ’im Bert Sharpe of Barrow Hills has a cow wot wants borin’ out?” “Boring out?” “That’s right, she’s nobbut going on three cylinders.” “Three cylinders?” “Aye and if we don’t do summat she’ll go wrang in ’er ewer, won’t she?” “Very probably.” “Don’t want felon, do we?” “Certainly not.” “O.K., you’ll tell ’im, then. Ta-ta.” I returned thoughtfully to the sitting-room. It was disconcerting but I had listened to my first case history without understanding a word of it.
