From Lord Chelsford's polite bow I could gather nothing.
"I am forced to admit," he said, "that no other conclusion seems possible.

Now, Mr.Ducaine, with regard to the execution of your work.
It is carried out altogether, I believe, at the 'Brand' ?" "Entirely, sir." "Your only servant is the man Grooton, for whom the Duke and I myself are prepared to vouch.

You are also watched by detectives residing in the village, as I dare say you know.

I also understand that you have no private correspondence, and receive practically no visitors.

Now tell me the only persons who, to your knowledge, have entered the 'Brand' since you have been engaged in this work." I answered him at once.
"Colonel Ray, Lady Angela Harberly, Lord Blenavon, the Prince of Malors, and a young lady called Blanche Moyat, the daughter of a farmer in Braster at whose house I used sometimes to visit." Lord Chelsford referred to some notes in his hand.