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 “I have asked you if it is a maternity home.”

“And I have replied that it isn’t. I am only giving you facts; you don’t want my surmises.”

“Who hailed you?”

“The woman did—the woman in the fur coat. I was just passing the door very slowly when it was flung open with a bang, and she rushed out as though hell were after her. Before I had time to pull up, she threw herself into my cab and screamed: ‘Palace Mansions! Westminster!’ I reached back and shut the door, and drove right away.”

“When did you see that you were followed?”

“We were held up just outside the music hall, and looking back, I saw that my fare was dreadfully excited. It didn’t take me long to find out that the cause of her excitement was a big limousine, three or four back in the block of traffic. The driver was some kind of an Oriental, too, although I couldn’t make him out very clearly.”

“Good!” snapped Dunbar; “that’s important! But you saw nothing more of this car?”…

“I saw it follow me into the Square.”

“Then where did it wait?”

“I don’t know; I didn’t see it again.”

Inspector Dunbar nodded rapidly.

“Have you ever driven women to or from this Nurse Proctor’s before?”

“On two other occasions, I have driven ladies who came from there. I knew they came from there, because it got about amongst us that the tall