room on the same floor as ours.”
The chambermaid was a voluble and informative woman. Yes, she remembered the young lady quite well. That was her picture right enough. A very nice young lady, very merry and talkative. Had told her a lot about Australia and the kangaroos.
The young lady rang the bell about half past nine and asked for her bottle to be filled and put in her bed and also to be called the next morning at half past seven—with coffee instead of tea.
“You did call her and she was in bed?” asked Tuppence.
The chambermaid stared at her.
“Why, yes Ma’am, of course.”
“Oh, I only wondered if she was doing exercises or anything,” said Tuppence, wildly. “So many people do