But I hope you can stage a few knives and daggers, and a red light.

I can cut masks out of a strip of black velvet.

That girl will have a piece stowed away somewhere." The two entered the dining-room study, where the table was now laid for dinner.

Furneaux was seated on the edge of a chair in the darkest corner.

His eyes gleamed at them strangely.
"Can you trust Bates ?" he said to Grant.
It was a wholly unexpected question, and Grant answered sharply: "Of course, I can." "Tell him to make sure that no one trespasses on your lawn between now and ten o'clock.