"If she goes about alone she'll get badly scared before she's finished." Phyllis Poynton drove straight back to her hotel and went to her room.

A sympathetic chambermaid followed her in.
"Mademoiselle has news yet of her brother ?" she inquired.
Mademoiselle shook her head.

Indeed her face was sufficient answer.
"None at all, Marie." The chambermaid closed the door.
"It would help Mademoiselle, perhaps, if she knew where the young gentleman spent the evening before he disappeared ?" she inquired mysteriously.
"Of course! That is just what I want to find out." Marie smiled.
"There is a young man here in the barber's shop, Mademoiselle," she announced.

"He remembers Monsieur Poynton quite well.

He went in there to be shaved, and he asked some questions.