The walls seemed spinning round.

Then she looked across the great empty space.

The still figure in the apple-green coat had disappeared.
"Prince Shan was murdered in that box," she repeated, "a few minutes ago ?" "Yes!" Nigel assented gravely.

"He seems to have feared something of the sort, for he had two servants on guard outside and announced that he was not receiving visitors to-night.

No one knows any particulars, but a number of people in the auditorium saw him fall sideways from his chair.
When he was picked up, there was a small dagger through his heart." "Through Prince Shan's heart ?" Maggie persisted wildly.
"Yes!" Suddenly she began to laugh.