Neither here nor on the Continent have we found a single clue worth picking up.
It is humiliating, but it is true." "Then before you go I hope I shall be able to give you some that will be worth picking up, and keeping too," said the scientist with a faint smile; "at any rate, I think I can put you upon certain lines of enquiry which you will find it profitable to trace out." Nicol Hendry was an ambitious man, and he would have given a good deal to have known what was passing in the other's mind just then, but his expression betrayed nothing more than interested anticipation.
"We shall be entirely grateful to you if you will, Professor," he murmured.
"I have no doubt of that, my dear sir.

Now, to begin with: I presume that there are photographs of the persons mentioned in the newspapers as being in the Castle of Trelitz with the Prince on the last day that he was known to be there ?" "Certainly; we should scarcely leave a simple preliminary like that neglected," smiled Nicol Hendry.

"With the exception of the Frauelein Hulda von Tyssen, the Princess' Lady of the Bedchamber, all have been photographed for publication, and hers we have got through a private source.

The Chief of each of our Departments has a copy of them, and I happen to have mine in my pocket now, if you would like to see them.

The Princess, of course, you must have seen.