And the Foreign Secretary is a cousin of Lord Mountstuart." "Ah, Miss Forrest!" "You know of her already ?" "I have heard her name." (I guessed how: for she could not have seen Ivor Dundas in prison except through the Chief of Police; but I said nothing of that.) "You say you know how we met at the hotel, Mr.Dundas and I," I went on.
"But I'll explain to you now the inner meaning of it all, which even you can't have found out.

Mr.Dundas was to have brought me my letters--half a dozen.

He gave me a leather case, which he took from an inner breast pocket, saying the letters were in it.

But the room was dark.

Something had gone wrong with the electricity, and I hadn't let him push back the curtains, for fear I might be seen from outside, if the lights should suddenly come on.