"Through Prince Shan's heart?" Maggie persisted wildly.
"Yes!"
Suddenly she began to laugh. It was a strange, hysterical ebullition of feeling, frankly horrifying. Naida gazed at her with distended eyes.
"Prince Shan has never been here!" Maggie explained brokenly. "He has never left his house in Curzon Street! He is there now!"
Nigel shook his head.
"What is the matter with you, Maggie?" he demanded. "Every one has seen Prince Shan here. You spoke of him yourself. He was in the box exactly opposite."
She shook her head.
"That was one of his suite," she cried. "I know! I tell you I know!" she went on, her voice rising a little. "Prince Shan is safe in his house in Curzon Street."
"How can you possibly know this, Maggie?" Naida intervened eagerly.
"Because I left him there half an hour ago," was the tremulous reply.