A few feet away from the door was stretched the body of the secretary-valet.

On the other side of the room, lying as though she had slipped from the sofa, her head fallen on one side in hideous fashion, was the body of Miss Quigg, the Salvation Army young woman.

French set his teeth and drew back the curtains.

In the clearer light, the disorder of the room was fully revealed.

There had been a terrible struggle.