Lizzie Regan.
Jack thought swiftly: "Late train North from Charleston last night. That would bring them here late to-night. Bobo would telegraph Miriam of course. She may go to meet him."
He jumped to the telephone, and calling up the Bienvenu, got Starr on the wire.
"This is Robinson—at the Hotel Madagascar, you know."
"Yes, Mr. Robinson?"
"Is Miss Culbreth still in your hotel?"
"Yes, sir, but she's leaving. She just telephoned down for her bill to be made out."
"Could you arrange to have her followed when she leaves?"
"Yet, sir, I have a smart boy here who can be depended on."
"Good! If she goes to the Pennsylvania station that's all right. I will be there. But if she goes elsewhere have a message telephoned to this hotel for me."