CHAPTER THIRTY-SIXAs soon as Polly had hurried away Miss Silver put on her dressing-gown, went downstairs to the study, and called up the Bull. When Frank Abbott came on the line, it was to tell her that the Chief was breakfasting with a view to an early start for Crampton, where he was meeting the Chief Constable and Inspector Smerdon.
Miss Silver coughed in a manner which informed him that she had not come to the telephone to listen. In grammatically correct but unmistakably home-made French she informed him that he should lose no time in repairing to Latter End.
Frank whistled.
‘It’s really important?’
Miss Silver coughed.
‘It clears my client,’ she said, and replaced the receiver.
Sergeant Abbott reported to his Chief Inspector, who was putting away bacon and eggs and looking for
