Part 47 (1/1)

”As a matter of fact, I happen to know that she will be at the Barringtons. And I go up there to-morrow.”

”Well, you had better tell her. You're obviously longing to. Only don't let her say anything for a day or two. I'll write to you.”

”Righto!”

Antony knocked the ashes out of his pipe and got up.

”The Barringtons,” he said. ”Large party?”

”Fairly, I think.”

Antony smiled at his friend.

”Yes. Well, if any of 'em should happen to be murdered, you might send for me. I'm just getting into the swing of it.”