"It looks like an appointment for a meeting," remarked the inspector. "Of course, it was that! But—when, and with whom? Was it with this Janet Clagne? Or was it between Janet Clagne and somebody else?"
"Wraypoole left Netherwell within an hour or two of his talk with Janet Clagne at the tea-room," said Wedgwood. "Janet Clagne went up to London first thing next morning."
"Then in all probability what he was referring to was a meeting between them," remarked the inspector. "If you could only trace her movements after she arrived in London?"
"I might do something in that way," assented Wedgwood. "The girl I've mentioned to you as now being at Mortover Grange, Mattie Patello, told me that she had come there with her aunt, Mrs. Clagne, who had been visiting her people at Tooting. I can find out where the family lives at Tooting—the father's a sugar-broker in business in the City, in Mincing Lane."
"Good deal to work on, with all these details to begin with," said the inspector. "By the by, didn't you say that this girl, Mattie Patello, told you that her people wanted her to marry Philip Mortover?"
"She did! At least, that her aunt did. What of it?"
