"It was quite one of the events of the day to see his costume after shooting." "His bridge was reasonably good," the Duke commented.
"He shot rather well the last two days," Mangan remarked.
"And he had told me confidentially," Caroline concluded, "that he was going to wear brown to-day.

Now I think Eddy would have looked nice in brown." The missing young man's requiem was finished by the arrival of the local morning papers.

A few moments later Dominey rose and left the room.
Seaman, who had been unusually silent, followed him.
"My friend," he confided, "I do not know whether you have heard, but there was a curious disappearance from the Hall last night." "Whose ?" Dominey asked, pausing in the act of selecting a cigarette.
"Our friend Miller, or Wolff--Doctor Schmidt's emissary," Seaman announced, "has disappeared." "Disappeared ?" Dominey repeated.

"I suppose he is having a prowl round somewhere." "I have left it to you to make more careful enquiries," Seaman replied.
"All I can tell you is that I made up my mind last night to interview him once more and try to fathom his very mysterious behaviour.

I found the door of your butler's sitting-room locked, and a very civil fellow--Mr.Pelham's valet he turned out to be--told me that he had left in the car which went for the evening papers." "I will go and make some enquiries," Dominey decided, after a moment's puzzled consideration.
"If you please," Seaman acquiesced.