"It's what I was going to propose--and at once," responded Melky. "Come on--but on the way, we'll pay a bit of a call. I want to ask a question of Dr. Mirandolet." CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX THE RAT Ayscough and Melky kept silence, until they had exchanged the busy streets for the quieter by-roads which lie behind the Paddington Canal--then, as they turned up Portsdown Road, the detective tapped his companion's arm. "What do you know about these two Chinese chaps that have this furnished house of yours?" he asked. "Much?--or little?" "We don't know nothing at all, Mr. Ayscough--me and my cousin Zillah," replied Melky. "Never heard of 'em! Never knew they were there! Never knew the old man had furnished house to let in Maida Vale! He was close, the old man was, about some things. That was one of 'em. However, Mr. Penniket, he knew of this--but only recently. He says they're all right--medical students at one of the hospitals--yes, University College. That's in Gower Street, ain't it? The old man--he put in a note about there here Molteno Lodge that these Chinks were good tenants. I know what he'd mean by that!--paid their rent regular, in advance." "Oh, I know they've always plenty of money, these chaps!" observed Ayscough. "I've been wondering if I'd ever seen these two. But Lor' bless you!--there's such a lot o' foreigners in this quarter, especially Japanese and Siamese--law students and medical students and such like--that you'd never notice a couple of Easterns particularly--and I've no doubt they wear English clothes. Now, what do you want to see this doctor for?" he asked as they halted by Dr. Mirandolet's door. "Anything to do with the matter in hand?" "You'll see in a minute," replied Melky as he rang the bell. "Just a notion that occurred to me. And it has got to do with it." Dr. Mirandolet was in, and received his visitors in a room which was half-surgery and half-laboratory, and filled to the last corner with the evidences and implements of his profession. He was wearing a white linen operating jacket, and his dark face and black hair looked all the darker and blacker because of it. Melky gazed at him with some awe as he dropped into the chair which Mirandolet indicated and found the doctor's piercing eyes on him. "Just a question or two, mister!" he said, apologetically. "Me and Mr. Ayscough there is doing a bit of looking into this mystery about Mr. Multenius, and knowing as you was a big man in your way, it struck me you'd tell me something. I was at that inquest on Parslett, you know, mister." Mirandolet nodded and waited, and Melky gained courage. "Mister!" he said, suddenly bending forward and tapping the doctor's knee in a confidential fashion. "I hear you say at that inquest as how you'd lived in the East?" "Yes!" replied Mirandolet. "Many years. India--Burmah--China!"