9: At Dowlandsbar
"YES, Mrs. Amber, that will be quite all right. I shall understand he is lunching with you, and expect him when he gets here."
Tyrrell put the receiver back on its rest, closed the cabinet, and turned to face Annie, sister of the maid-of-all work at the vicarage.
"Miss McCoul, sir," she said. "Say's she'd like to see you, sir."
Gyda McCoul stood in the open doorway, to his sight a picture of perfection as he turned from the telephone cabinet.
"Unquestionably, the gods are good," he said, as he hurried toward her with both hands outstretched, and a smile that emphasised the words in his eyes more than on his lips.
"I'm so glad you think so," she answered, and gave him her two hands to hold momentarily. "My father is busy, and I came to ask how you are after your terr
