But I don't expect I'll see her again. Well,
gentlemen, I must go away. I hope you will be lucky."
Jennings moved away and saw from the eager manner in which the
two men began to converse that he was the subject of the
conversation. He looked round for Caranby, but could not see
him. When he was out of the house, however, and on the
pavement lighting a cigarette, he felt a touch on his arm and
found Caranby waiting for him. The old gentleman pointed with
his cane to a brougham! "Get in," he said, "I have been
waiting to see you. There is much to talk about."
"Maraquito?" asked Jennings eagerly.
"She has something to do with the matter. Love for Cuthbert
has made her involve herself. How far or in what way I do not
know. And what of Clancy and Hale?"
"Oh, I have put them off the scent. They think I have given
up the case. But they and Maraquito are connected with the
matter somehow. I can't for the life of me see in what way
though."
"There is another woman connected with the matter--Mrs.
Octagon."
"What do you mean?" asked Jennings quickly.
"I saw her enter Maraquito's house a few moments before you
came down."
CHAPTER XIII
JULIET AT BAY
Caranby's reply took away Jennings' breath. The case was one
of surprises, but he was not quite prepared for such an
announcement. He was in the brougham and driving towards the
Avon Hotel with the old nobleman before he found his tongue.
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