"
"Well, a voluntary disappearance is better than an involuntary
one," Francis remarked. "What was his usual programme when he
left the office?"
"He either went to Queen's and played racquets, or he went
straight to his gymnasium in the Holborn. I telephoned to
Queen's. He didn't call there on the Wednesday night, anyhow."
"Where's the gymnasium?"
"At 147 a Holborn. A lot of city young men go there late in the
evening, but Reggie got off earlier than most of them and used to
have the place pretty well to himself. I think that's why he
stuck to it."
Francis made a note of the address.
"I'll get Shopland to step down there some time," he said. "Or
better still, finish your lunch and we'll take a taxi there
ourselves. I'm going to the country later on, but I've
half-an-hour to spare. We can go without our coffee and be
there in ten minutes."
"A great idea," Wilmore acquiesced. "It's probably the last
place Reggie visited, anyway."
CHAPTER XVII
The gymnasium itself was a source of immense surprise to both
Francis and Wilmore. It stretched along the entire top storey of
a long block of buildings, and was elaborately fitted with
bathrooms, a restaurant and a reading-room. The trapezes, bars,
and all the usual appointments were of the best possible quality.
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