She drew herself suddenly erect in a pose that demanded his right to use such words. The vindictiveness of his tone and the jealousy of his expression warned her that the Seraph lay in formidable peril.
"I want to find what Aintree and his friends have done to my sister, and I suppose you have a little account to settle with him in respect of an uncomfortable few days you lately spent at Maidenhead."
"Do you imagine he had any hand in that?" she asked contemptuously.
"He knew where to look for you," was the significant answer, "and he found that out from the woman he's been hiding in these rooms. As it's too much trouble for him to find out where my sister is, I've called to gain that information from the lady herself."
"What are you going to do?"
"Search the flat."
"And if she isn't here?"
"She was."
"Are you sure?"
"Oh, I admit I didn't see her. It may have been any one. But there's a very strong probability, and I'm going on that."