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`` Her maid ! '' echoed Jennie . `` Yes . The maid came down in ordinary street dress shortly after , deeply veiled , and drove away in the hansom ; the lady paid her bill next morning and went to the eight o'clock Paris express , with carriage and pair , coachman and footman . Of course it struck me that it might be the lady herself who had gone off in the cab , but a moment 's reflection showed me that she was not likely to leave the hotel in a cab at midnight , and allow her maid to take the carriage in state next morning . '' `` That does n't appear reasonable , '' murmured Jennie . `` You made no attempt , then , to trace the maid ? ''