“I was followed, leaving Lady Heathcote’s dinner party in an automobile, by agents of Scotland Yard. I had the slower machine and they caught me. But not before I had passed the original papers to my companion——”
“Your companion—a woman?”
“Yes, Excellenz, there was nothing else to do. She escaped while they were searching me and kept the papers——”
“Who was this woman?”
“My fiancée.”
“Her name?”
“Doris Mather.”
“English?”
“No, American.”