16I got out at the Hallets’ entrance, but I didn’t go into their house. I hurried around the flagstoned path to the redecorated stables, forgetting until I got to the door that the place was permanently under observation by one of Lamb’s men. I didn’t, however, see him around anywhere, and there’d been no one out in the street that I recalled. The door was standing open and the screen unhooked. I rang the bell, and then I went on into the hall.
I called “Susan!” and waited a moment without any answer, so I called again. This time I thought I heard some one in the living room. I went over and pushed the door open. “Susan?” I said. But it wasn’t. It was Bill Kent. He was sitting in the big wing chair by the side of the fireplace. The coal grate, that might be supplementary heating except th
