"How should I know? No one comes here."
"No one could have taken the ticket for the bag?"
The man looked bewildered.
"I don't know----"
"The ticket--the check for the bag," shouted Zoya, mad with excitement.
"It is here----" he said. And fingering stupidly in his waistcoat pocket Drelich produced an oblong slip of card board.
"The Haupt Bahnhof," cried Rowland. "Come----"
And dragging the unfortunate Drelich by the arm before he had a chance even to take up his cap, Rowland turned toward where Herr Berghof had stood beside the door.
The man had disappeared.
A blank look came into Rowland's face, followed by a sudden frown, as he cursed himself for his stupidity in not keeping better watch. But there was no time to spare and pushing Drelich before him into the waiting cab in a moment he and Zoya Rochal were driving post haste to the Railway station.