CHAPTER 141
When Walter Vanstead left Beach, he walked back to the house, deliberately ignoring Standish as he passed him. Going up to his own room, he bathed and changed, dressing with his customary leisureliness and care, and then went down to the smoking room, poured himself out a drink and rang for Saunders. When the butler came, Vanstead spoke in his usual level tones.
“I’m driving over to Stonor House, Saunders, Major Parker’s place. If I’m wanted for any reason, you know the telephone number.”
“Very good, sir. I should like to say how deeply we all regret the worry the family is being caused. It makes me very indignant, sir, that the police can take such liberties.”
“Oh, there’s something behind it, Saunders,” said Vanstead easily, “some information that we haven’t got. The prob
