Tell me about these people, and why on earth they have any connections at all with persons of the class of Louis and those others." My companion spread out his hand.

He stopped short on the pavement, and gesticulated violently.
"It is you who ask me these things!" he exclaimed.

"Yet it is from you I hoped to obtain information.

I know nothing,--absolutely nothing! Simply my instructions were to meet Mr.Delora on his arrival in London, to show him every possible civility, and to assist him in any purpose where my help would be useful.

I go to meet him--he has disappeared! I haunt his rooms--he has not returned! His niece knows nothing.