Chapter 74

“Thank you; I’ll go and inquire.” He went, discovering Blount Street as two rows of flat-faced houses all most respectably alike. No. 7 had a green door, white window sashes, and pale-rose-coloured curtains. Its door furniture was well polished, and its step immaculate. Lance rang the bell. A very tall nurse with straw-coloured hair and a supremely impartial face opened the door to him. He raised his hat. “Excuse me—but Miss Gadsden’s a patient here?” “Yes.” “I’ve come to inquire. I believe she has had an operation…