CHAPTER XXVII.
In vain Mr.Hopkins invited Mrs.Bunting and her pretty stepdaughter to step through into the Chamber of Horrors.

"I think we ought to go straight home," said Mr.Sleuth's landlady decidedly.

And Daisy meekly assented.

Somehow the girl felt confused, a little scared by the lodger's sudden disappearance.

Perhaps this unwonted feeling of hers was induced by the look of stunned surprise and, yes, pain, on her stepmother's face.
Slowly they made their way out of the building, and when they got home it was Daisy who described the strange way Mr.Sleuth had been taken.
"I don't suppose he'll be long before he comes home," said Bunting heavily, and he cast an anxious, furtive look at his wife.