"I say, Dickey, have you heard anything of Lancaster?"
"No, poor chap. He's cleared out. I daresay he's in America. In fact, I know a fellow who thought he saw him in Liverpool."
"No doubt," replied Eustace, thinking it was best to encourage this idea and put Berry on a wrong trail. "The most sensible thing he could do was to cut."
"But I say, Jarman, you don't believe that he's guilty?"
"Don't you?" asked Eustace, alertly.
"No. Or if I do," added Dickey, rather inconsequently, "it was an accident. I'll never believe that a good chap like Lancaster killed another in so brutal a way."
"What do you mean by an accident?"
"Well, you see, Frank rather admired Starth's sister--"
"Ha!" said Eustace with a start. "I remember, she was in a box."
"Rather looking the beauty of the world. Ripping girl, just the sort of Diana of the Chase I'd like to marry."