Brigade: The Further Adventures Of Inspector Lestrade - Plot & Excerpts
Walter Dew, constable of the Metropolitan Police, lounged on Lestrade’s desk in front of him, until the inspector swept in, whereupon the aforesaid Dew swept away to busy himself with the filing. Beeson stood to attention as his old guv’nor came in. ‘Hello, Beastie,’ grinned Lestrade. ‘I’d shake your hand, only …’ and he held up his bandaged finger. ‘Oh, dear,’ growled Beeson in old familiar way. ‘Nothing trivial I hope, sir.’ Lestrade had forgotten, momentarily, the sense of humour. He motioned to Dew to pour him some tea and offered Beeson a cigar. ‘No, thank you, sir. I don’t any more …’ Lestrade sensed the man’s discomfort and noticed the frayed cuffs and shabby shoes. The pension didn’t go far, he mused to himself and stuffed two cigars into Beeson’s top pocket. ‘Well,’ he said, negotiating the steaming mug with his moustache. Shaving wasn’t what it had been before he’d broken his finger. And all in all, he’d thought he’d better decline Mrs Manchester’s offer of help with the cut-throat razor.
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