“How do you propose to see it?” asked Shield. “The Beau is at the Dower House now, and means to stay there.”
“Well, I shall have to break in at night,” replied Ludovic.
“A very proper resolve,” approved Miss Thane, before Sir Tristram could condemn it. “But something a trifle disturbing has occurred to me: are you sure that your cousin would have kept the ring?”
“Yes, for he would not dare to sell it,” replied Ludovic at once.
“He would not perhaps have thrown it away?”
Ludovic shook his head. “Not he. He knows its worth,” he answered simply.
“Oh well, in that case, all we have to do is to find the panel!” said Miss Thane.
Sir Tristram looked at her across Ludovic’s bed. “We?” he said.
“Certainly,” replied Sarah. “Eustacie told me I might share the adventure.”
“You are surely not proposing to remain here!”