So that’s that,” said Anthony, finishing off his glass and replacing it on the table. What boat were you going on?”Granarth Castle.&...
Quite so, my dear fellow, quite so,” said Lord Caterham.He had used the same words three times already, each time in the hope that they would en...
George Lomax returned straightway to Whitehall. As he entered the sumptuous apartment in which he transacted affairs of State, there was a scuffling s...
There is often a flaw in the best-laid plans. George Lomax had made one mistake—there was a weak spot in his preparations. The weak spot was Bil...
It was exactly five minutes to four when Virginia Revel, rendered punctual by a healthy curiosity, returned to the house in Pont Street. She opened th...
The letters were gone!Having once made up his mind to the fact of their disappearance, there was nothing to do but accept it. Anthony realized very we...
On that same Thursday afternoon Virginia Revel had been playing tennis at Ranelagh. All the way back to Pont Street, as she lay back in the long, luxu...
Inspector Badgworthy in his office. Time, 8.30 a.m. A tall portly man, Inspector Badgworthy, with a heavy regulation tread. Inclined to breathe hard i...
Anthony followed Virginia out of the room, smiling a little to himself. Events had taken quite an unexpected turn. But as he bent over the figure in t...
So apprehensive was Lord Caterham of being consulted by George that he spent the whole morning making a tour of his estate. Only the pangs of hunger d...