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It had been very evident to Allerdyke that ever since Fullaway had mentioned the matter of the missing maid, Celia Lennard had become a victim to doubt, suspicion, and uncertainty. Her colour came and went; her eyes began to show signs of tears; her voice shook. And now, at the American's direct question, she wrung her hands with an almost despairing gesture.
"But I can't! " she exclaimed. "I don't know her address -- how should I? It's somewhere in London -- Bloomsbury, I think -- but even then I don't know if that's where her mother lives, to whom she said she was going. I did know her address -- I mean I remembered it for a while, at the time I engaged her -- a year ago, but I've forgotten it. Oh! do you really think she's robbed me, or helped to rob me?"