suppose anybody knows of it except me. He told me when I was in Paris.”
“I should have supposed it would have been feasible to make inquiries, sir.”
“That’s what I said. But he had forgotten her name.”
“That sounds remarkable, sir.”
“I said that, too. But it’s a fact. All he remembered was that her Christian name was Mabel. Well, you can’t go scouring New York for a girl named Mabel, what?”
“I appreciate the difficulty, sir.”
“Well, there it is, then.”
“I see, sir.”
We had got into a mob of vehicles outside the Exhibition by this time, and, some tricky driving being indicated, I had to suspend the conversation. We parked ourselves eventually and went in. Jeeves drifted away, and Sir