CHAPTER XV CONFIRMS CERTAIN SUSPICIONS
For yet another hour we sat together, but Lola would reveal nothing further.
She only repeated that serious warning, urging me to abandon this investigation of the strange affair at Cromer.
She refused to tell me the name under which old Gregory was known in Hatton Garden, and she likewise firmly declined to give me any information concerning the curious code which had been found in Gregory's room. Indeed, she affected ignorance of it, as well as of the mysterious spot in Ealing "where the two C's meet."
"My uncle is in Antwerp," she told me in reply to a question. "I join him to-morrow, and then we go travelling—where, I have no idea. But you know how erratic and sudden our movements necessarily are. The master usually meets my uncle in Antwerp, going there regularly in the guise of a diamond merchant."
"And you will not tell me the master's real name?" I asked persuasively.
"I am not allowed. If you discover it for yourself, then I shall not be to blame," she said, with a meaning smile. "But do, I beg of you, give up the search, M'sieu' Vidal. It can only end fatally if you still persist."
"You have warned me, Lola, and I thank you sincerely for doing so, but I shall continue to act as I have begun."