CHAPTER 10"H'm, I can't say Moira Road appears to be an exhilarating locality," the inspector said, as he and Harbord stepped out of their taxi and he glanced round.
Moira Road was just a short little street at the back of Victoria. Without exception the houses seemed to belong to the lodging-house type. Number 10 differed in no appreciable respect from its neighbours.
The inspector knocked and rang, and presently the door was opened by a maidservant, who looked at them inquiringly.
"Mrs. William Walker," the inspector said authoritatively.
Obviously the girl was much impressed. Silently she opened the door and flattened herself against the wall. The inspector walked in.
"Let Mrs. Walker know that we are here at once, please. Show her this card."
The maid took it and then, with anoth
