At eight o’clock the following morning Worrals moved from one bed to another, taking up a new position in a private room at the hospital where arrangements had been made for their reception by Major Kenton. Frecks was given the next room as a dressing-room, and provided with a nurse’s outfit. Nimrud, who had ascertained that the rumour about the unknown girl was now common talk in the souks, said he would wait near the main entrance.
souksWorrals put her automatic in the drawer of the bedside table, and dropped the necklace carelessly on the dressing-table.
It was a pleasant room on the first floor, the window overlooking an extensive courtyard with apricot trees peeping over the walls from adjacent gardens. A vine, gnarled with age, had climbed up to the window. It was a quiet spot. A b
