When at ten minutes to six Ignace saw him go down the squad-room stairs, he was in a fever of dread.
The appearance at the head of the stairs of the acting first sergeant of the squad-room put an end to the budding altercation.
Uttering a wrathful howl he launched his stocky body at Bixton with a force that sent them both crashing to the squad-room floor.
Over and over the squad-room floor they rolled, thumping heavily with every turn.
He was equally at home in saddle or squad-room, and at all times was friend and almost father to his men.