This was a disappointment to him! "His name is Prince Maiyo," he said slowly.

"He is a Japanese." The doctor looked across the restaurant with puzzled face.
"It's queer," he said, "how all these Japanese seem to one to look so much alike, and yet--" He broke off in the middle of his sentence.
"You are thinking of your friend of the other night ?" the Inspector remarked.
"I was," the doctor admitted.

"For a moment it seemed to me like the same man with a different manner." Inspector Jacks was silent.

He puffed steadily at his cigar.
"You don't suppose," he asked quietly, "that it could have been the same man ?" The doctor was still looking across the room.
"I could not tell," he said.

"I should like to see him again.