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"I think," said the Major gently, leaning over to Mrs. Calladine,
"that it would be better if you took Betty back to London
to-night."
"Very well," she agreed quietly. "You will come with us, Ruth?"
"I'll see you safely there," said Bill in a meek voice. He
didn't quite know what was happening, and, having expected to
stay at the Red House for another week, he had nowhere to go to
in London, but London seemed to be the place that everyone was
going to, and when he could get Tony alone for a moment, Tony no
doubt would explain.
"Cayley wants you to stay, Bill. You have to go anyhow,
to-morrow, Major Rumbold?"
"Yes. I'll come with you, Mrs. Calladine."
"Mr. Cayley would wish me to say again that you will please not
hesitate to give your own orders, both as regard the car and as
regard any telephoning or telegraphing that you want done." He
smiled again and added, "Please forgive me if I seem to have
taken a good deal upon myself, but I just happened to be handy as
a mouthpiece for Cayley." He bowed to them and went into the
house.
"Well!" said Miss Norris dramatically.
As Antony re-entered the hall, the Inspector from Middleston was
just crossing into the library with Cayley. The latter stopped
and nodded to Antony.
"Wait a moment, Inspector. Here's Mr. Gillingham. He'd better
come with us." And then to Antony, "This is Inspector Birch."
Birch looked inquiringly from one to the other.
"Mr. Gillingham and I found the body together," explained Cayley.
"Oh! Well, come along, and let's get the facts sorted out a bit.
I like to know where I am, Mr. Gillingham."
"We all do."
"Oh!" He looked at Antony with interest. "D'you know where you
are in this case?"
"I know where I'm going to be."
"Where's that?"
"Put through it by Inspector Birch," said Antony with a smile.
The inspector laughed genially.
"Well, I'll spare you as much as I can. Come along."
They went into the library. The inspector seated himself at a
writing-table, and Cayley sat in a chair by the side of it.
Antony made himself comfortable in an armchair and prepared to be
interested.
"We'll start with the dead man," said the Inspector. "Robert
Ablett, didn't you say?" He took out his notebook.
"Yes. Brother of Mark Ablett, who lives here."
"Ah!" He began to sharpen a pencil. "Staying in the house?"
"Oh, no!"
Antony listened attentively while Cayley explained all that he
knew about Robert. This was news to him. "I see. Sent out of
the country in disgrace. What had he done?"
"I hardly know. I was only about twelve at the time. The sort
of age when you're told not to ask questions."
"Inconvenient questions?"
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