Maud read the note. It was brief, and to the point.
"I am staying near the castle at a cottage they call 'the one down by Platt's'. It is a rather new, red-brick place. You can easily find it. I shall be waiting there if you want me."
It was signed "The Man in the Cab".
"Do you know a cottage called 'the one down by Platt's', Albert?" asked Maud.
"Yes, m'lady. It's down by Platt's farm. I see a chicken killed there Wednesday week. Do you know, m'lady, after a chicken's 'ead is cut orf, it goes running licketty-split?"
Maud shivered slightly. Albert's fresh young enthusiasms frequently jarred upon her.
"I find a friend of mine is staying there. I want you to take a note to him from me."
"Very good, m'lady."
"And, Albert—"
"Yes, m'lady?"