Fred was in his study and Ellie busy upstairs with the children when an urgent knock came at their door early on Tuesday morning. Henry Winstone's man Joseph stood on the doorstep. The maid, alarmed by his haggard and distraught look, ran to fetch the master.
'What is it, Joseph? What's happened? For God's sake, sit down. You look as if you've been up all night!'
'I have, sir and I'm dry as a bone,' the man said, sitting down in exhaustion. He was not a young man and he had run up the steps too fast from the cab. He began to cough so much that Fred offered him a glass of soda water, which the fellow drank back with relief.