5
EVIDENTLY THE grinning Colonel was a fast driver with a fast car for the red gleam disappeared very quickly.
Sing, sitting like a heathen idol at his wheel, muttered into the speaking tube, "Did Maser require the first car overtaken?'
Mr. Bunn thought not. "No— don't race. Just keep going reasonably, my lad!"
"I am so sorry I misjudged matters so badly, Alison darling," purred Lady Cedar. "I simply couldn't bring myself to tell you about a murder on your first evening!"
Miss Vanesterman nodded. "Oh, that's all right, Cedar. But, you know, I'm not a child. I shall be anxious and uneasy until I know who this young American is— and why he was killed. Did you see him?"
"Yes— this afternoon I chanced to be passing when they brought him from the wood!"
"Did you know him or have any idea
