“I am sure that now, my Lord, you will put things to rights,” the Chief Constable said, “and if I can help you in any way, I am happy to do so.”
“Thank you,” the Marquis said. “In the first place, I would be grateful if this most unpleasant suicide could be kept as quiet as possible and not blown up in the local newspapers.”
“I think that can be managed,” the Chief Constable replied.” I know the owner of the County newspaper and I am sure he will do what I ask on your behalf.”
“That is most kind and understanding of you.”
The Chief Constable asked him to stay for luncheon, but he said he had an appointment with Miss Romilly.
Sir Richard’s eyes seemed to light up.
“A charming young woman,” he enthused, “and she has done a great deal of good. Her father, as I expect you know, is an ext
