I shall nominally stick to my post.

You must be content to be the actual looker-on, though you had better not abandon your inquiries altogether.

I will put you up at the Cercle Anglais.

It will serve to pass the time, and you may gain information at the most unlikely places.
And now good-bye." The liftman thrust a pencilled note into Duncombe's hand as he ascended to his room.
"From I do not know whom, Monsieur," he announced.

"It was left here by some one! Whom I cannot say." Duncombe opened it in his dressing-room.