He had returned to the house and was waiting outside.
"Can I come in, madam ?" Fenella moved slowly towards the door and admitted him.

Then Arnold, setting his teeth, rolled back the couch.

A man was lying there, stretched at full length.

His face was colorless except for a great blue bruise near his temple.

Arnold stared at him for a moment with horrified eyes.
"My God!" he muttered.
There was a brief silence.