'No, I do not.'
'You do not know him? Never met him, I suppose, at the Black Jack?'
'Never.'
'Never? Do you know the other witness, Mr. Merridew?'
'No, I do not.'
'Where were you staying for the night when this romantic incident happened?'
For the first time the Bishop hesitated. 'I—I—forget,' he said.
'Come, come, you cannot forget so simple a thing, you know. Where were you staying?'
'It was in a street off the Strand—I forget its name—I am a stranger to this city.'
'Well—where did you stay last night?'