I must know in half an hour. Yes, I shall be
seeing you tonight. Good-bye. . . ."
Less than half an hour later, the obedient Archie rang up, and Mollie,
all excitement, wrote the following address in a dainty scented
notebook which she carried in her handbag.
CHIEF INSPECTOR KERRY,
67 Spenser Road, Brixton.
CHAPTER XXVII
CROWN EVIDENCE
The appearance of the violet-enamelled motor brougham upholstered in
cream, and driven by a chauffeur in a violet and cream livery, created
some slight sensation in Spenser Road, S.E. Mollie Gretna's
conspicuous car was familiar enough to residents in the West End of
London, but to lower middle-class suburbia it came as something of a
shock. More than one window curtain moved suspiciously, suggesting a
hidden but watchful presence, when the glittering vehicle stopped
before the gate of number 67; and the lady at number 68 seized an
evidently rare opportunity to come out and polish her letter-box.
She was rewarded by an unobstructed view of the smartest woman in
London (thus spake society paragraphers) and of the most expensive set
of furs in Europe, also of a perfectly gowned slim figure. Of Mollie's
disdainful face, with its slightly uptilted nose, she had no more than
a glimpse.
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