What
do you make of it?"
The Prince had stopped puffing at his pipe.
"Hobbs may be mistaken in the maid. Dank. It is likely that they are
not Miss Guile's trunks, at all."
"He appears to be absolutely sure of his ground. He heard the maid
mention Miss Guile's name when she directed the men to get one of the
trunks out of the pile. That's what attracted his attention. He
confided to me that you are interested in the young lady, and
therefore it was quite natural for him to be similarly affected.
'Like master, like man,' d'ye see?"
"Really, you know, Dank, I ought to dismiss Hobbs," said Robin
irritably. "He is getting to be a dreadful nuisance. Always nosing
around, trying to--"
"But after all, sir, you'll have to admit that he has made a puzzling
discovery. Why should her luggage be marked with a B?"
"I should say because her name begins with a B," said Robin shortly.
"In that case, it isn't Guile."
"Obviously." The young man was thinking very hard.
"And if it isn't Guile, there must be an excellent reason for her
sailing under a false name.
Pages:
195
196
197
198
199
200
201
202
203
204
205
206
207
208
209
210
211
212
213
214
215
216
217
218
219