11, Fortescue Square," he said.

"Probably you are acquainted with his name, so you will realize that if my evidence proves of the slightest value I would not like any reference to be made to the fact that I was his guest tonight." "I don't see how that can possibly enter into the matter, except in its bearing on this mysterious car." Though Winter was taking the lead, Theydon was aware that Furneaux, who had given him scant attention hitherto, was now looking at him fixedly.
He imagined that the queer little man was all agog to learn something about the automobile which had thrust itself so abruptly into the affair.
"Exactly," he agreed.

"I visited Mr.Forbes tonight for the first time.
We are mutually interested in aviation.

That is why I went to Brooklands today, and the invitation to dinner was the outcome of a letter of introduction given me by Professor Scarth." Then, thinking he had said enough on that point, he described the gray car and its stolid-faced chauffeur to the best of his ability.

He told of the brief chat with the taxi driver and its result.
"Good!" nodded Winter.