“Can’t say I did. It was a brougham, I think. I looked at the people on the pavement.”
“Did you see lights in the house—in the windows, I mean?”
“No, I think the only light came from the door.”
“Were you able to observe the expression on the ladies’ faces?”
“Oh no, we went by too quick for anything of that sort. I didn’t notice their faces at all, except that I believe they were both more or less young women.”
“You can’t think of anything else, however trivial?”
Miss Finner could not.
“If anything else comes back to me, I’ll let you know,” she said hopefully. “Don’t you think you can find them from what I’ve told you?”
“I don’t think there ought to be much difficulty in discovering the house, or at all events the street,” said the detective, “thanks for your information, which may prove most valuable. You must allow me to present you with the reward offered in the papers.”
After a slight show of protest she did allow him.