Standing on the corner of Dalrrenyroat, Islington, a woman and' Ler friend saw Mr. Waites' car go slowly past, In the back they saw the prostrate figure of Mr, Hall, and' in the front Mr, Waites and his brother, both unshaven and unwashed, because they had decided to come to London in such a hurry.
Thinking the men were gangsters, they informed the police, who started a hue and cry or a man seen bound and gagged in a dark saloon car.
"When we reached the outskirts of London," Mr. Waites continued, "a car drew up in front of us and some policemen got cut.
"They wanted to know what was wrong with Mr. Hall, and he had to re! up and tell them that he was all right. I had to prove that the car was mine.
"After a lot of trouble we managed satisfy them, Then we went home—to see, in the morning papers, that we were branded as gangsters."
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