“He is still my pupil. He was placed with me by his guardian. I charge you with abducting him, Mr. Penrose.”
“Really, this is amusing.”
“You won’t find it an amusing matter. I demand, where is the boy?”
“He went out to walk, and he left me.”
“Is he coming back to the hotel soon?”
“I can’t say. I have no authority over him.”
“Can’t you give me a clue as to his whereabouts?”
“I might, but I don’t choose to.”
“Mr. Wilson, you hear this? You understand that this gentleman is conniving at the escape of my pupil.”
“I have nothing to do with the matter,” said the landlord.