CHAPTER 6"Sir Charles Stanyard?" Inspector Stoddart said inquiringly.
"He is expecting you, sir."
The manservant preceded Stoddart and Harbord along the passage, and opened the door at the end.
They saw a comfortable-looking room, apparently furnished as a study, and a pleasant-looking, fair, young man sitting at the top of the table. He looked up as they entered.
"Good morning, Inspector Stoddart; you wanted to see me?"
"I did, Sir Charles. I am in charge of the Burslem case."
Stanyard raised his eyebrows. "Indeed, I fail to see the connexion. Unless, as somebody said to me plainly the other day, you imagine that I shot Sir John Burslem, so that my horse might win the Derby."
"If I thought that I should hardly be here," Stoddart said gravely. "But because it is my duty to trace eve
