“Salt showed us that yesterday’s dash was far from being Gilbert’s first visit to the store-room. He had pottered there quite a bit, and some colours he left behind in his frantic haste are fit for immediate use.”
“He has painted before, then?”
“Yes, but not in this generation. Long ago.”
“Pity. Did he say what he is working on?”
“No—no details. There’s another development, though. Did Salt tell you?”
“Not a thing.”
“You remember Sir Brooke?”
“Do I?”
“Well, that same useful road-mender who kept the vigil in the car last evening was interviewed in person by Salt about noon to-day.”
“But how—”