Chapter 10

Damn it. Should Roger have mentioned the name that had come up in Mabel’s conversations with the men, after all? But no. If there had been anything to find out about Matthew Connaught, Sir Arthur would have found it, forewarned or no.

That was that, then. The trail, if it even existed, was cold. Roger didn’t relish the prospect of writing to Mabel to tell her so—might as well wait until he’d actually spoken with Sir Arthur, in any case. Still, it was kind of the old man to offer to help him find digs. It’d save him a vast deal of bother, and might even mean he’d get the place at an advantageous rent.

Two weeks went by, and Roger was starting to wonder if he should send Sir Arthur a polite enquiry about the lodgings. But when he got back to his hotel on Friday night, he found a telegram waiting for him, inviting him to an appointment with Sir Arthur the following morning. 4