CHAPTER VSINISTER PROCEEDINGS
Frecks stared at the gap in the book as though it fascinated her. When she looked up her eyes were clouded with bewilderment.
“I don’t get it,” she said in a dazed voice. “Except,” she added, “that the page in Schaffer’s possession must have been taken from this book.”
“It looks that way,” acknowledged Worrals, “but it doesn’t necessarily follow, although, as there is a limit to coincidence, there must be some connection. We mustn’t jump to conclusions. What I should like to know is, who took the page out of this book, and why. The obvious answer is, the spy, the man who escaped.… No. That won’t do; it doesn’t make sense. He was coming to the château, not going away from it. The dickens of it is, we are now stumped for a duplicate page.”
“Yes, what are we
