CHAPTER 24Outside the shop Harbord looked at his superior.
"Not much forrarder, sir?"
"Well, I don't know. That pound note was one of those given by the Bank to Charmian Karslake before she left London. I, too, have had an anonymous communication. That envelope I showed Weaver—"
Harbord's eyes grew keen. "Ah! That? I wondered—"
The inspector quickened his steps. "We will go into the Games' Ground as they call it. It's just down here." The Games' Ground, with its lawn-tennis courts, its bowling green and its cricket-pitch, was absolutely deserted. Ordinarily, there would have been a few people here at this time, but, today, the big events that were taking place at the Castle on the Hill were absorbing all the interest of the Medchester folk. The inspector led the way to a seat in the mi
