"The army surgeon? He was called in by chance. I don't know where he
lives."

"The man in the dress suit."

"He was with the surgeon."

"He came first. Come; we have no time to waste. We don't want to hurt
you, and we hope you will not force us.

"Will you step out of the room while I dress?"

"No. Tell us where the man lives, and you can have the whole apartment
to yourself."

"You speak English very well."

"Enough! Do you want us to bundle you up in the bedclothes and carry you
off? It will not be a pleasant experience for a pretty young woman like
yourself. Something happened to the man you knew as Gregory. Will that
make you understand?"

"You know what abduction means?"

"Your police will not catch us."

"But I might give you the wrong address."

"Try it and see what happens. Young lady, this is a bad affair for a
woman to be mixed up in. Be sensible. We are in a hurry."

"Well, you seem to have acquired at least one American habit!" said a
gruff voice from the bedroom doorway. "Raise your hands quickly, and
don't turn," went on the gruff voice. "If I shoot it will be to kill.
It is a rough game, as you say. That's it; and keep them up. Now, then,
young lady, slip on your kimono. Get up and search these men. I'm in a
hurry, too."