"But all the same I should very much like to know what put that neighborhood into your head, Lady Eileen?"
"Have I got to tell you?"
"Well, it saves trouble, doesn't it? We know where we are, so to speak?"
Bundle hesitated for a minute.
"There was a man shot yesterday," she said slowly. "I thought I had run over him—"
"Mr. Ronald Devereux?"
"You know about it, of course. Why has there been nothing in the papers?"
"Do you really want to know that, Lady Eileen?"
"Yes, please."
"Well, we just thought we should like to have a clear twenty-four hours—see? It will be in the papers to-morrow."