I shall be able to tell her what I want better myself." Mr.Manley withdrew in a pleasant temper.

It was true that as a student of dramatic emotion he had been disappointed by the calmness with which Olivia had received the news of the murder; but she had instructed him to do everything he thought fit.

He saw his way to controlling the situation, and ruling the Castle till some one with a better right should supersede him.

He was halfway along the corridor before he realized that Olivia had asked no single question about the circumstance of the crime.
Indifference could go no further.

But--he paused, considering--was it indifference?
Could she--could she have known already?
As he came down the stairs Wilkins opened the door of the big hall, and a man of medium height, wearing a tweed suit and carrying a soft hat and a heavy malacca cane, entered briskly.