"So much for the Indians," I said.

"What about Rosanna next ?" Sergeant Cuff shook his head.
"The mystery in that quarter is thicker than ever," he said.

"I have traced her to a shop at Frizinghall, kept by a linen draper named Maltby.

She bought nothing whatever at any of the other drapers' shops, or at any milliners' or tailors' shops; and she bought nothing at Maltby's but a piece of long cloth.

She was very particular in choosing a certain quality.