The strangest part of it all is that it is true.

To think that those few pages of manuscript would have told us exactly what we have to fear! Why, I actually had them in my hand." "And I in my corsets!" Maggie groaned.
They were both silent for a moment.

Then Nigel moved towards the door and opened it.
"Come downstairs into the library, will you, Maggie ?" he begged.

"Let us go in for a little reconstruction." They found Brookes in the hall and took him with them.

The blinds in the room had never been raised, and there was still that nameless atmosphere which lingers for long in an apartment which has become associated with tragedy.