Ethel Bannister went upstairs first, taking the dogs for company as far as her door. Then Bent saw Larose up to his room and soon the house was wrapped in complete silence for the night.
"That got at him," nodded Larose solemnly as he started to undress. "He's done her in right enough. Perhaps the Professor died suddenly and he saw his chance. He's just of the type to stick at nothing."
The next morning came bright and clear and there were all the prospects of a glorious summer day. Bent seemed quite himself again at breakfast, and was in a good humour and even inclined to be jovial. By tacit consent no mention was made of the previous night.
The meal over, Bent suggested he and Larose should go out along the dykes on the chance of getting a duck or two.
"You see," he explained, "after
