"What about it ?" "A good deal," she answered slowly.

"In the first place, the man who was murdered--Mr.Hamilton Fynes--comes from the village where I was brought up in Massachusetts, and I know more about him, I dare say, than any one else in this country.

What I know isn't very much, perhaps, but it's interesting.

I was to have lunched with him at the Carlton today; in fact, I went there expecting to do so, for I am like you--I scarcely ever look inside these English newspapers.

Well, I went to the Carlton and waited and he did not come.