"I feel just mad when I think of how I handed out Jane's
photograph to him like a lamb. Gee, if I ever lay hands on it
again, I'll freeze on to it like--like hell!"

"That contingency is likely to be a remote one," said the other
dryly.

"I guess you're right," said Julius frankly. "And, in any case,
it's the original I'm out after. Where do you think she can be,
Sir James?"

The lawyer shook his head.

"Impossible to say. But I've a very good idea where she has
been."

"You have? Where?"

Sir James smiled.

"At the scene of your nocturnal adventures, the Bournemouth
nursing home."

"There? Impossible. I asked."

"No, my dear sir, you asked if anyone of the name of Jane Finn
had been there. Now, if the girl had been placed there it would
almost certainly be under an assumed name."

"Bully for you," cried Julius. "I never thought of that!"