"There is the Hotel
Bernehof."
"No." She took out the paper and showed it to him--"Lady Harry Norland,
Hotel d'Angleterre, Berne."
"There is the Hotel de Belle Vue, the Hotel du Faucon, the Hotel
Victoria, the Hotel Schweizerhof. There is the Hotel schrodel, the
Hotel Schneider, the Pension Simkin."
Fanny as yet had no other suspicion than that the doctor had
accidentally written a wrong name. Her mistress was at Berne: she would
be in one of the hotels. Berne is not a large place. Very good; she
would go round to the hotels and inquire. She did so. There are not, in
fact, more than half a dozen hotels in Berne where an English lady
could possibly stay. Fanny went to every one of these. No one had heard
of any such lady: they showed her the lists of their visitors. She
inquired at the post-office. No lady of that name had asked for
letters. She asked if there were any pensions, and went round them
all--uselessly.
No other conclusion was possible. The doctor had deceived her wilfully.
To get her out of the way he sent her to Berne. He would have sent her
to Jericho if her purse had been long enough to pay the fare. She was
tricked.
She counted her money. There was exactly twenty-eight shillings and
tenpence in her purse.
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