young lady, travelling alone, did arrive by the continental train, that she had been met by a young man, and they had gone off in a taxi.
Sir Robert.
You don't know where they went to?
Sir Malcolm.
No. The train being a heavy one, the taxi had to
be taken in the Strand. It can't be traced, sir.
Sir Robert.
But you think they went to that house in Soho
Square?
Sir Malcolm.
I'm practically sure of it, sir.
Sir Robert.
You also think that some hocus-pocus exchange
took place there, and while the Swiss girl remained
in Soho——
Sir Malcolm.
The girl Schiller came here, sir.
Sir Robert.
[Drawing himself up.] Mr. Commissioner, I tell
you frankly, I shall be sorry if I am compelled to
accept your story.
Sir Malcolm.
No doubt, sir.
Sir Robert.
In the first place, it requires me to believe that a
woman—a mere girl—would dare to enter the house
