concerning Dosia Pearsall Dale. Is she of sound mind, is she
heiress. Who controls her money, what her business relations with
her uncle Charles Ralph Pearsall, what her present address. If any
questions, say inquiries come from solicitors of Englishman who
wants to marry her. Rush answer.

Sowell Street is a dark, dirty little thoroughfare, running for
only one block, parallel to Harley Street. Like it, it is decorated
with the brass plates of physicians and the red lamps of surgeons,
but, just as the medical men in Harley Street, in keeping with that
thoroughfare, are broad, open, and with nothing to conceal, so
those of Sowell Street, like their hiding-place, shrink from
observation, and their lives are as sombre, secret, and dark as the
street itself.

Within two turns of it Ford dismissed the taxicab. Giving the
soiled person a half-smoked cigarette, he told him to walk through
Sowell Street, and when he reached the place where he had picked up
the paper, to drop the cigarette as near that spot as possible. He
then was to turn into Weymouth Street and wait until Ford joined
him. At a distance of fifty feet Ford followed the man, and saw
him, when in the middle of the block, without apparent hesitation,
drop the cigarette. The house in front of which it fell was marked,
like many others, by the brass plate of a doctor. As Ford passed it
he hit the cigarette with his walking-stick, and drove it into an
area. When he overtook the man, Ford handed him another cigarette.
"To make sure," he said, C4 go back and " drop this in the place
you found the paper. For a moment the man hesitated.

"I might as well tell you," Ford continued, "that I knocked that