I have stumbled in upon the most curious little chain of happenings which ever became entwined with the life of a commonplace being like myself.
The net result, for the moment, is this.

Every one is trying to steal from me a certain document which I have in my pocket.

I want to hide it for the night.

I cannot go to the police, it is too late to go back to Chancery Lane, and I have an instinctive feeling that my flat is absolutely at the mercy of my enemies.

May I hide my document in your room?
I do not believe for a moment that any one would think of searching here." "Of course you may," she answered.