"I don't know."
Arthur balanced a quill pen between the first fingers of both hands.
"On Wednesday last your rooms were visited, and the question of a search-warrant raised. You obtained a promise that the warrant would not be applied for if my daughter and Miss Rawnsley were restored within five days. Did you know at that time where they were?"
"No."
"When did you find out?"
"I don't know where Miss Rawnsley is. I didn't know where your daughter was till we came to the house."
"We none of us know our hats are in the hall till we look to make certain," Nigel interrupted; "but you found her?"
"Yes."
"No one told you where she was?" Arthur went on.
"No."