"Yes, somewhere."
Mrs. Dillon went to her desk and after examining a number of papers found an old envelope upon which she had written the address. Penny glanced at it and a look of disappointment came over her face.
"Oh, this clue will do no good!" she exclaimed. "I know about this place. The men have gone. They moved out last night—secretly."
The address was the same building which Penny had investigated that afternoon.
"Can you describe the person or persons whom you met in the studio?"
Mrs. Dillon shook her head.
"I did not meet the men personally. My friend took me there and showed me the picture."
"This same expert to whom you referred?"
"Yes."
"And yet you feel that his judgment was unbiased?"