"He lives in Gower
Street--I don't know the precise number of the house. Yes, that's the way
to spell his name. He's the only man I know who seemed to know these two."
"Have you seen him lately?" asked Ayscough.
"Oh, yes--regularly--today, in fact," said the house-surgeon.
He waited a moment in evident expectation of other questions; as the
detective asked none--"I gather," he remarked, "that Chang Li has
disappeared?"
"The house these two occupied is empty," replied Ayscough.
"I am going to suggest something," said the house-surgeon. "I know--from
personal observation--that there is a tea-shop in Tottenham Court Road--a
sort of quiet, privately-owned place--Pilmansey's--which these two used to
frequent. I don't know if that's of any use to you?"
"Any detail is of use, sir," answered Ayscough, making another note. "Now,
I'll tell this taxi-man to drive you back to the hospital. I shall call
there tomorrow morning, and I shall want to see this young Japanese
gentleman, too. I daresay you see that this is a case of murder--and
there's more behind it!"
"You suspect Chang Li?" suggested the house-surgeon as they went out to
the cab.
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