‘He—he wished me to come over here to Ostend. Something had gone wrong.
Oh! he’s a fearful man, is Tom. If I told you, he’d—’
‘Had something gone wrong in the hotel, or over here?’
‘Both.’
‘Was it about Prince Eugen of Posen?’
‘I don’t know—that is, yes, I think so.’
‘What has your husband to do with Prince Eugen?’
‘I believe he has some—some sort of business with him, some money business.’
‘And was Mr Dimmock in this business?’
‘I fancy so, Miss Racksole. I’m telling you all I know, that I swear.’