No. VI-- THE SUNNINGHALL MYSTERY
"DO you know where we are going to lunch to-day, Tuppence?"
Mrs. Beresford considered the question.
“The Ritz?” she suggested hopefully.
“Think again."
“That nice little place in Soho?”
“No." Tommy's tone was full of importance. “An A. B.C. shop. This one, in fact."
He drew her deftly inside an establishment of the kind indicated, and steered her to a corner marble-topped table.
“Excellent," said Tommy, with satisfaction, as he seated himself. “Couldn't be better."
“Why has this craze for the simple life come upon you? demanded Tuppence.
“You see, Watson, but you do not observe. I wonder now whether one of these haughty damsels would condescend to notice us Splendid- she drifts this way. It is true that she appears to be thinking of something else
