Then:
"These little rooms are really next door?" he asked.
"I suppose so, Inspector. We always went through the back of a
cupboard!"
"Can you give me names of others who used this place?"
"Well"--Mollie hesitated--"poor Rita, of course and Sir Lucien. Then,
Cyrus Kilfane used to go."
"Kilfane? The American actor?"
"Yes."
"H'm. He's back in America, Sir Lucien is dead, and Mrs. Irvin is
missing. Nobody else?"
Mollie shook her head.
"Who first took you there?"
"Cyrus Kilfane."
"Not Sir Lucien?"
"Oh, no. But both of them had been before."
"What was Kazmah's connection with Mrs. Sin and her husband?"
"I have no idea, Inspector. Kazmah used to supply cocaine and veronal
and trional and heroin, but those who wanted to smoke opium he sent to
Mrs. Sin."
"What! he gave them her address?"
"No, no! He gave her their address."
"I see. She called?"
"Yes. Oh, Inspector"--Mollie bent farther forward--"I can see in your
eyes that you think I am fabulously wicked! Shall I be arrested?"
Kerry coughed drily and stood up.
"Probably not, miss. But you may be required to give evidence."
"Oh, actually?" cried Mollie, also standing up and approaching nearer.
"Yes. Shall you object?"
Mollie looked into his eyes.
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