I must search the papers, and find out from them something about the neighbourhood, for there would surely be plenty of details of that sort.

And I must do this without first going back to the hotel, as it might be very difficult to get away again, once I was there.

Now, nobody knew where I was, and I was free to do as I pleased, no matter what the consequences might be afterwards.
Passing a Duval restaurant, I suddenly ordered my motor-cab to stop.
Having paid, and sent it away, I went upstairs and asked for a cup of chocolate at one of the little, deadly respectable-looking marble tables.

Also I asked to see an evening paper.
It was a shock to find Ivor's photograph, horribly reproduced, gazing at me from the front page.

The photograph was an old one, which had been a good deal shown in shop windows, much to Ivor's disgust, at about the time when he returned from his great expedition and published his really wonderful book.