— — —Belle waited at Bow Street Station with the other witnesses who had been called to identify Dr. Schoppe, German ship’s surgeon, as the companion of Daisy Arrow on the last day of her life. There were now others beside those already known to Belle — Arthur Lummin, the thickset, rough and uneasy fruiterer from Covent Garden Market in his workaday clothes — John Garratt, the lean and fatigued waiter in his rusty black from the Argyll Rooms, and the inhabitants of No. 12, who might have been supposed to have heard the stranger’s voice. Other witnesses who had come forward since the inquest were a little maidservant who had been out in that murky dawn of Christmas Day cleaning a doorstep a few doors from No. 12, and another waiter, a man younger, more alert and superior to John Garratt, wh
