bt, you noticed
Lawrence Featherstone's name on the lock, and the Canadian Pacific
label?"

"I did," the other admitted with humorous dryness.

Foster pondered. On the whole, he was glad he had registered in his
proper name, though he had been tempted to give Featherstone's, in case
Daly made inquiries. He had, however, decided that the latter probably
thought they were both in Great Britain and would expect them to keep
together. He did not doubt that his visitor belonged to the police,
because an impostor would be easily found out.

"Featherstone's my partner and I took his baggage by mistake when we
left a small Canadian town," he said, and added after a pause: "I
expect the explanation sounds rather lame."

The other smiled, but Foster felt he was being subjected to a very
close scrutiny. Although sensible of some annoyance, he felt inclined
to like the man, who presently resumed: "You have been in Edinburgh
before."

"For a day; I left in the evening and went to Newcastle."

"To Newcastle?" said the other thoughtfully. "Did you stay there?"

"I did not," said Foster, thinking frankness was best. "I went back to
a country house in Northumberland that belongs to my partner's father.
Lawrence Featherstone and I own a sawmill in Canada, but at present I'm
taking a holiday in the Old Country."

He could not tell if the man was satisfied or not, for he asked
abruptly: "Who is the Mr. Daly you mentioned?"

"I really don't know. It looks as if he were something of a
blackmailer, and I must admit that I was trying to keep out of his way."

The man pondered for a minute, and then getting up gave Foster a card.

"Very well; I don't think I need keep you. You have my address if you
should want to communicate with me."

He went out and Foster thought he had not handled the situation with
much skill. It was a mistake to mention Daly and perhaps to state that
he had been to Newcastle. He thought the man looked interested when he
heard this. Then it was curious that he seemed to imagine Foster might
want to write to him; but he began to see a possible reason for his
being watched. Hulton had, no doubt, sent somebody over to inquire
about the stolen bonds, and if the man had discovered anything
important, he might have asked the help of the police. In this case,
the movements of strangers from Canada would be noted. The trouble was
that Foster could not be frank with the police, because Lawrence's
secre