"Still, I'm glad you attended to those bonds. Who had charge of the Paris end?"
"Jacques Faure."
"Ah, a good man."
"Pretty fair, for a Frenchman."
Winter laughed.
"You born frog!" he cried.... "Hello, there's a Roxton sign post. Now let's compose our features. We are near The Towers."
The estate figured on the county map, so the chauffeur pulled up at the right gate. A woman came from the lodge to inquire their business, and admitted the car when told that its occupants had been summoned by Mr. Hilton Fenley.
"By the way," said Furneaux carelessly, "is Mr. Robert at home?"
"No, sir."
"When did he leave?"