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THROUGHOUT the night the flying squad went from garage to garage, looking for a grey Daimler. It was not a search, as Wheeler pointed out, that was entirely free from danger, for admittedly Tim Jordan knew practically nothing about the girl and her private associations. There was neither crime nor sin in Mary's friends calling late at night, demanding that she should accept their hospitality in preference to an hotel, especially when she was in the dubious position of being the guest of a young man with whom she had been acquainted for only a very short space of time.
The search, however, went on, but without success. Wheeler's first impression was that it had been a hired car, but the colour of the machine precluded that. It was a much smaller car than those which are usually hired, and this should have made it much easier to detect, because a Daimler, with its characteristic radiator, can be recognised even by the tyro.