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 attempt to further hide the body, and foil the searchers, shadow him. In the woods they meet
 Stephen Colne, former British cabinet minister, who persuades them that their attempt would be fruitless. "....
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 "I cannot expect more of you, replied the baronet. Wait min ute, Crimes" he added as the vel veteen coated figure turned to the door You know that the thing dropped by that cursed bird yester- day puts me under a cloud -- that people are talking?"
 "I don't pay attention to chatter, sir. There are plenty fools in Beech- wood village"
 And in Beechwood Grange" sneered Sir Dudley. See here, Grimes, you must have known my cousin George well. What was the row between him and the old man?"
 "I couldn't say, sir. It, was kept very close" replied the head keeper stolidly, though a reminiscent gleam in his sombre eyes beied total ig- norance.
 George was a bit of q spark with the girls, wasn't he?" pursued Sir Dudley. Come, man! you can speak freely to me without any fear that your name will be dragged in. It will make a lot of difference ' If I can get to the bottom of that quarrel. l have always thought that there was a woman at the bottom of it."
 Neither Sir Philip nor Mr. George took me into confidence, sir. Was it likely, when even Miss , Kathleen was kept in the dark?"
 With an impatient gesture Glen ister waved his servant away and his gaze after the receding velvet cen back was as black as thunder.
 Its a lonely furrow I've got to plough" he muttered, as he lighted a cigar and flung himself into a chair.
 Presently there came a tap at the door, and Mrs. Coningsby fioated in. The pretty lady, lowering ever on the fringe of society" without being of it, was a relic of Sir Dud- ley Glenisters stock -broking days. Culed from the "Gaiety" chorus and espoused by his former part ner, she had soon plunged into the joys of opuIent widowhood, spite ful tongues alleging that she had killed her husband by setting him pace he could not stand. What her little game was now was a bit of a mystery, but the same spiteful , tongues credited her with a desire to share her present hosts title,
 "Got a head, old boy" was her elegant greeting. "I am sure don't wonder. That horrid crow was a nasty setback, oh? Pals must stick together when the red light shines.
 You are a good little soul, Ivy but you are all wrong if you think that I did my cousin in" Sir Dud' ley looked askance at his fair guest
 "Oh, l will take your word fol that" Mrs. Coningsby laughed hel reply. And there is another point
 CT l can give you without waiting for developments. It is as well tha you should distinguish your enemies
 from your friends. Your cousin
 Kathleen and Captain Slater fol
 lowed you when you left the hops
 last night
 The owner of the Grange shool
 off his apathy. q was aware tha
 they had followed me, and l hac the satisfaction of locking then
 out" he said. "You would do m
 real service if you could tell m :. who let them in"
 But Mrs. Coningsby shook he l head. T wish I could tell you, bu
 only marked them down whcl a they reached the landing on thei !. return" she replied. "As to who ad 0 mittcd them 10 the house l hav
 no idea at all. What about Docto . MelYille?"
 h No, it wasn't Melville" replie'
 Sir Dudley. He has discussed tn : position with me, and he looks upol a my fair cousins attitude toward r me with the amusement that migh ', be expected of him. They eithe F bribed one of the servants or the l. were artful enough 10 leave ope
 some other means of entry in addi ' tion to the gunroom door. Kathlee
 is as thick as thieves with old Hink = ley, the butler, and with severa l. other of the old retainers." '. Mrs. Coningsby pursed her re
 lips in reflection. It's beyond m' " except that there's underhand wor ,t somewhere" she said. Now mus st run away and be sweet to my fe y, low guests"
 u The company at BeeChwoo IS Grange needed someone to |
 sweet" to them that day, for th Ie social atmosphere was charged wit .e electricity. Young Frank Glenist' n was the only member Of the part e who openly enjoyed the situation Ie but he joined the search at the ou n eet and was not available for Cheel s. ing-up purposes. After an hour a seclusion in the library Sir Dude n mastered his indccision and starte
 off 10 overtake the gang Of unde Ill keepers and laborers who wei le drawing" the estate with the a 10 dor of a pack of hounds. Iy Kathleen and Norman played little tennis and then the girl, fin, re ing the suspense intolerable, O I dained walk into the village.