LADY MOLLY OF SCOTLAND YARD
orders to detain her until the appearance of Lady Molly.
Miss Marvell seemed in no hurry. She was putting on her gloves as she came downstairs. In the hall she gave a few more instructions to the porter, whilst I, in a dark corner in the background, was vaguely planning an assault or an alarm of fire.
Suddenly, at the hotel entrance, where the porter was obsequiously holding open the door for Miss Marvell to pass through, I saw the latter's figure stiffen; she took one step back as if involuntarily, then, equally quickly, attempted to dart across the threshold, on which a group—composed of my dear lady, of Saunders, and of two or three people scarcely distinguishable in the gloom beyond—had suddenly made its appearance.
Miss Marvell was forced to retreat into the hall; already I had heard Saunders's hurriedly whispered words:
"Try and not make a fuss in this place, now. Everything can go off quietly, you know."
Danvers and Cotton, whom I knew well, were already standing one each side of Miss Marvell, whilst suddenly amongst this group I recognised Fanny, the wife of Danvers, who is one of our female searchers at the Yard.
"Shall we go up to your own room?" suggested Saunders.
"I think that is quite unnecessary," interposed Lady Molly. "I feel convinced that Mr. Leonard
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