" Lydia Sessions had been for some moments watching Johnnie Consadine who sat on her box at the door of the little garage.

"Why," he said pleasantly"you misbegotten garage

"I only hope he doesn't happen to run across Puss before I get a chance to open his eyes," he was saying to himself, as he headed for the nearby garage.

The immense Grand Place lined with buildings, in many cases bearing unmistakable signs of a birth in Spanish times, was a permanent garage of gigantic dimensions, and the streets were thronged day and night with hurrying cars.

The house was small, built above and behind a separate garage that fronted the street.