LADY MOLLY OF SCOTLAND YARD
ally in a trap. But Mr. Baddock had not lost his presence of mind.
"The police would never dream of searching my house," he said; "they will take my word that De Mazareen is not here. Here!" he added, pointing to a tall Jacobean wardrobe which stood in an angle of the room. "In there, man, and leave the rest to me!"
"I am afraid that such a proceeding would bring useless trouble upon you, Mr. Baddock," once more interposed Lady Molly; "the police, if they do not at once find Captain de Mazareen, will surely search the house."
"Impossible! They would not dare!"
"Indeed they would. The police know that Captain de Mazareen is here."
"I swear they do not," rejoined Mr. Baddock. "Felkin is no traitor, and no one else"
"It was I who gave information to the police," said Lady Molly, speaking loudly and clearly. "I called up the superintendent on the telephone just now, and told him that his men would find the escaped convict hiding at Appledore Castle."
"You!" ejaculated Mr. Baddock, in a tone of surprise and horror, not unmixed with a certain note of triumph. "You?"
"Yes!" she replied calmly. "I am of the police, you know. I had to do my duty. Open the door, Mary," she added, turning to me.
Captain Hubert had not spoken a word so far. Now, when the men, led by Detective-Inspector Etty,
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