Quotation from: The Secret Agent

Written by: Joseph Conrad

"Oh yes. He is. But how did he come to lose his coat--"

Chief Inspector Heat suddenly pulled out a pink newspaper he had bought
less than half-an-hour ago. He was interested in horses. Forced by his
calling into an attitude of doubt and suspicion towards his
fellow-citizens, Chief Inspector Heat relieved the instinct of credulity
implanted in the human breast by putting unbounded faith in the sporting
prophets of that particular evening publication. Dropping the extra
special on to the counter, he plunged his hand again into his pocket, and
pulling out the piece of cloth fate had presented him with out of a heap
of things that seemed to have been collected in shambles and rag shops,
he offered it to Mrs Verloc for inspection.