"Nothing."
XXXIX.
Everet and Braine are walking down the road from the station. Everet is talking earnestly. Braine is listening eagerly. Disappointment is written on his face.
"You have found no clew?"
"None." Everet speaks hopelessly.
"Don't speak in that tone. A woman like Helen cannot drop out of existence without leaving some trace. What was the last you discovered?"
"I found a place where she had lived—a comfortable flat. She had lived there—" He hesitates.
Braine says quietly:
"Say it."