CHAPTER 13They found her in the morning, under a pile of hay in a disused stable across the yard, with her neck broken.
Maggie Bell had a very interesting morning listening to the messages that went to and fro. A call to the Superintendent at Lenton—that was the first she heard of it. Inspector Smith, that was—very short and sharp, and no wonder either. Maggie went cold right down to the tips of her fingers as she listened to the curt sentences. Then there was Mr. Frank Abbott on a London call—Scotland Yard, to speak to Chief Detective Inspector Lamb.
Maggie never let go of the receiver, and before long the Chief Detective Inspector was on the line, and Mr. Frank’s voice answering him from Tomlin’s Farm. Sergeant Abbott he might be up in London, but down here he was Mr. Frank and wouldn’
