I fancied I noticed distinct signs of her being willing to replace him whilst she has been down here!" "I feel as though a blight had settled upon my house party," Dominey remarked with bland irrelevancy.

"First Eddy, then Mr.Ludwig Miller, and now Stephanie." "And who on earth was Mr.Ludwig Miller, after all ?" Caroline enquired.
"He was a fat, flaxen-haired German who brought me messages from old friends in Africa.

He had no luggage but a walking stick, and he seems to have upset the male part of my domestics last night by accepting a bed and then disappearing!" "With the plate ?" "Not a thing missing.

Parkins spent an agonised half hour, counting everything.

Mr.Ludwig appears to be one of those unsolved mysteries which go to make up an imperfect world." "Well, we've had a jolly time," Caroline said reminiscently.