Chapter VII.—Deep Waters.Returning to the Court, Larose saw Gentry Wardle and Colonel Mead seated together in a corner at the lounge hall, and at once approached them.
“May I have a word with you gentlemen, please,” he said quietly. “One at a time, though,” he added, “and I'd like to speak to Mr. Wardle first.”
There was no reply for a moment, and then the barrister spoke. “I suppose so,” he said carelessly. “That's what you're here for, isn't it?” He looked scornfully at the detective. “Where would you like the conversation to take place—upon the scene of the murder?”
“No, here will do,” replied Larose, “and I don't suppose I shall keep you long.”
Colonel Mead rose and, walking away, seated himself at the other end of the hall, whilst Gentry Wardle, appearing very bored, started to ta
