is 25, Jermyn Street. Ring off."

The connection was gone. Laverick laid down the receiver and
stepped out of the booth.

"I must be off at once," he said to Bellamy. "You'll be round in
the morning?"

Bellamy smiled.

"After all," he remarked, "I have changed my plans. I shall not
leave the hotel. I am going to telephone round to my man to bring
me some clothes. By the bye, do you mind telling me whether this
message which you have just received had anything to do with the
little affair in which we are interested?"

"Not directly," Laverick answered, after a moment's hesitation.
"The message was from a young lady. I have to go and meet her."

"A young lady whom you can trust?" Bellamy inquired quietly.

"Implicitly," Laverick assured him.

"She spoke herself?"

"No, she sent a message. Excuse me, Bellamy, won't you, but I
must really go."

"By all means," Bellamy answered.