“He certainly betrayed surprise,” Henry reflected.
“Gregory has a queer idea about it, although it only made us laugh at the time. He said he reminded him of the Chinaman who saved his life on the Yun-Tse River, and who was an important person in the firm of Johnson and Company.”
“Mr. Johnson is not a Chinaman,” Henry Ballaston replied confidently.
His brother took his arm and moved towards the house. Major Holmes was standing in the entrance.
“No,” Sir Bertram agreed, “but the Chinaman might have been Mr. Johnson.”
CHAPTER XI
The Chief Constable had little to report, but his air of uneasy disquietude remained.
“I think,” he announced, “that, so far as I can make out, the servants are all right. Curiously enough, however, it seems that Gregory has a key to the door in question, which he uses sometimes.”
“Very probable,” Sir Bertram assented. “He likes to come and go out of the house at all times.”
“I wonder when he’ll be back?” Major Holmes enquired.