Arthur looked round for a minute at the picture, and then glanced at the strangers on the bench. But before he could speak again to Phillips, Mr. Andrews' bell rang, and the clerk stepped forward to fetch the letter and announce the arrival of Arthur.
The lawyer's question, when Arthur went into the room, somewhat startled him. "Do you know any of the people out there?" he asked.
"No, I never saw them that I know of," answered Arthur.
"Very well, sit down here, at the end of the table, for a minute," said the gentleman.
And he pointed to a chair in which, as he sat, the light of a broad bay-window fell full upon his face.
Then Mr. Andrews touched his bell again, and one of the strangers walked in.
"Will you tell me where you saw this gentleman last?" asked the lawyer.
"I never saw him until to-day," answered the young woman promptly.
"But I thought you told the police that you changed a cheque for Mr. Murray a week or two ago?" said the lawyer.
"Yes, sir! But this is not the Mr. Murray I meant. The one that came into our shop, and got a post office order for three pounds, and gave me one of your cheques, was much shorter and thinner—quite a little man! I changed the cheque at the stationery counter, and then gave him the post office order."