"In heaven," said Hobbs promptly, whereupon Marie pounded on the glass window of the cab.
Robin quickly opened the door.
"Wha—what is it?"
"Yes, Marie," came in muffled tones from the depths of the cab.
"Madame Gaston returns long ago. She is beside herself. She is like a maniac. She has lost you; she cannot explain to—to Mademoiselle's father. Mon dieu, when he met her unexpectedly in the hall, he shouts, 'where is my daughter?' And poor Madame she has but to shiver and stammer and—run away! Oui! She dash out into the rain! It is terrible. She—"
Bedelia broke in upon this jumbled recitation. "Where have we been, Robin? Where are we now?"
"Where are we, Hobbs?"
"We are just getting back to the Inn of the Stars, sir,—descending, you might say, sir," said Hobbs.
"Drive on, confound you."
"To the Inn, sir?"