"The name of the lady whom he saw at Lord Calliston's chambers on the night of the murder. I believe myself it was Lady Balscombe."
"Lady Balscombe!" echoed May in astonishment, "why what would take her there?"
"Perhaps she went to meet Lord Calliston. The reason why I think it's she is that Mr. Desmond says he promised the lady he saw that he would not speak without her permission, and then he tells me he cannot speak till Lord Calliston's yacht comes back, and as Lady Balscombe is the only lady on board it must be her."
"But why should he refuse to tell you it was her?"
Norwood shrugged his shoulders.
"Well, it's hardly the thing for a lady to visit a chambers at that hour of the night--her reputation----"
"Her reputation!" repeated May Penfold contemptuously, "he need not try to save it now, considering she's thrown it away by eloping with Lord Calliston; but what else is there in his favour?"
"The principal thing is the dagger," said Norwood; "he told me he took it from Lena Sarschine and brought it home--so if his landlady or anyone else put it away, they must have seen it--and so it will show the truth of his story."
"Then in order to find out it will be best to see his landlady."
"Certainly--but I don't know where he lives."