He was going to test things at once, and he opened the book at the fateful page.

"I'm a bit of an amateur photographer," he went on, with a laugh.

"Here's what's probably the last photo ever taken of James.

What d'ye think of it ?" Fullaway glanced at the photograph, all unconscious that his caller was watching him as he had never been watched in his life.

He waved his cigar at the open page.
"Oh!" he said airily.