cases with her. One of them was empty, by the feel of it."
"Did you hear any order given to the driver as to where he was to go?" enquired Wedgwood.
"Yes—to Whiteleys, here in Westbourne Grove."
"That would be to do some shopping for the young lady," muttered Wedgwood. "Well—have you heard or seen anything of them since?"
"No, neither! Miss Monniment has never been back, and I haven't heard Mr. Levigne mention her. He's been away a good deal—he's away now. But then, as I say, you never know where to have him. He turns up any minute."
"Should you know the driver of that taxi-cab if you saw him again?"
"No, I shouldn't! I didn't fetch him from a rank. He was going through the square, with his flag up. Just set somebody down, I should think."
"And you haven't the least notion, from any little thing you recollect, as to where Miss Monniment was going with the young lady nor as to where they are?" asked Wedgwood. "You didn't hear anything mentioned, or see any labels addressed, or anything of that sort?"
