As I did so, I saw Mrs. Featherstone stepping towards us across the open space which fronts the market.
Berry climbed out of the dickey, and Adèle and Daphne got out of the car.
As I followed them—
"Sally, my dear," said Daphne, "I never knew you were back."
"I wasn't, till this morning," panted Sally. "I only arrived at eight.
For the last three hours I've been——"
"Before you tell us anything," said Daphne, "we want to thank you. Since you've been away, Planchet's been. He's sold us the most lovely things I've ever seen. We're so grateful to you, we don't know what to do."
"Well, for goodness' sake," rejoined Sally, "insure them to-day. I've just been cleaned out of everything I've got."
"Cleaned out?" cried Daphne. "D'you mean to say you've been robbed?"
"That's right," said Sally. "Peter and I got back this morning to find the Marats gone and the place stripped. Of course, the furniture belonging to the flat's there, but the only decent things were what I'd added, and those have vanished."
"Not all the things you got from Planchet?"