Mr. Bucket and his fat forefinger are much in consultation together under existing circumstances. When Mr. Bucket has a matter of this pressing interest under his consideration, the fat forefinger seems to rise, to the dignity of a familiar demon. He puts it to his ears, and it whispers information; he puts it to his lips, and it enjoins him to secrecy; he rubs it over his nose, and it sharpens his scent; he shakes it before a guilty man, and it charms him to his destruction. The Augurs of the Detective Temple invariably predict that when Mr. Bucket and that finger are in much conference, a terrible avenger will be heard of before long.

Mr. Bucket and his fat forefinger are much in consultation together at present. When Mr. Bucket is considering a matter of this pressing interest, the fat forefinger is in frequent use. He puts it to his ears; he puts it to his lips; he rubs it over his nose; he shakes it before a guilty man.
