"I think you said you didn't know till you got there. Which do you mean?"
"I felt sure she was there."
"You felt that when you left London?"
"I knew she was in that direction. That's how I found the way."
"No one had told you where to look?"
"No."
"Of the scores of roads out of London, you took just the right one. Of the millions of houses to the west of London you chose the right one. You ask me to believe that you walked thirty miles, straight to the right house, because you knew, because you 'felt' she was there?"
"I ask you to believe nothing."
"You make that task quite easy. I suggest that when you were given five days' grace you went to some person who knew of my daughter's whereabouts, and got the necessary information?"
"No."