“No, sir. We shan’t want that any more. The constable I brought with me, Rudgeman, is helping them take it upstairs now.”
The lodge gates appeared in sight, and Roger halted.
“Well, good-bye, Inspector. Shall we see you over here again?”
“Yes, sir. I shall have to come over about that safe. I don’t suppose we’ll find anything in it, and it’s a ten-mile bicycle ride for me in this heat; but there you are!” He laughed ruefully and went on his way.
Roger and Alec turned and began to pace slowly back to the house.
“So Mrs. Plant was the last to see him alive, was she?” observed the former thoughtfully. “That means she’ll be staying over for the inquest. The others will be going this afternoon, I suppose. What’s the time?”
Alec glanced at the watch on his wrist. “Just past eleven.”
“And all that’s happened in two hours! My hat! Well, come along with me. If the body’s been removed, we may find the coast clear with any luck.”
“What are you proposing to do now?” Alec asked with interest.
“Look around that library.”