The detective smiled grimly as he left the physician's apartment.

The detective closed his eyes, and smiled his quiet smile again.

Before Chase could respond to that, the detective smiled, clapped him on the shoulder, and left.

The detective smiled, and as soon as they reached home he wrote one out, then said good night.

The detective smiled back and wondered what could trouble such a young child so deeply that he needed a psychologist.

The detective smiled, nodded his head toward the door into the rooming house.

The detective smiled a little, with a sort of pensive ruefulness.

The eminent detective smiled, nodded, and left the neat little apartment.

The older detective smiled, brushing pointlessly at his wrinkled shirt.

The young detective smiled, glad that every- thing had worked out so successfully.