CHAPTER IX—THE EXPOSURE
The next morning at twelve o'clock I took a taxi-cab round to Banton Street. The hall porter, who was beginning to know me well, seemed a little surprised at my appearance.
"Is the young lady upstairs?" I asked.
He was distinctly taken aback.
"Mr. Parker and his daughter have gone," he told me. I stopped on my way to the stairs.
"Gone?" I repeated.
"Went off this morning," he continued; "two taxi-cabs full of luggage."
"Aren't they coming back?"
"No signs of it."
"Did they leave any address?"