23-09-12 10 How about an examination of Elliss room? asked Mr. Satterthwaite, having enjoyed the spectacle of Sir Charless blush to the full. The actor seized at the diversion. Excellent, excellent. Just what I was about to suggest myself. Of course the polic...

23-09-12 9 Nothing could have been more peaceful than the grounds and building of Melfort Abbey as the two men saw it that afternoon in the September sunshine. Portions of the Abbey were fifteenth century. It had been restored and a new wing added on to it. T...

23-09-12 8 As they walked along the street, Sir Charles said: Any ideas, Satterthwaite? What about you? asked Mr. Satterthwaite. He liked to reserve judgment until the last possible moment. Not so Sir Charles. He spoke emphatically: Theyre wrong, Satterthwait...

23-09-12 7 Sir Charles and Mr. Satterthwaite were sitting in Colonel Johnsons study. The chief constable was a big red-faced man with a barrack- room voice and a hearty manner. He had greeted Mr. Satterthwaite with every sign of pleasure and was obviously del...

23-09-12 6 Mr. Satterthwaite had come over for the day to Monte Carlo. His round of house-parties was over, and the Riviera in September was rather a favourite haunt of his. He was sitting in the gardens enjoying the sun and reading a two- days-old Daily Mail...

23-09-12 5 Mr. Satterthwaite thought to himself: Hes got it badly. He felt a sudden pity for his host. At the age of fifty-two, Charles Cartwright, the gay debonair breaker of hearts, had fallen in love. And, as he himself realised, his case was doomed to dis...

23-09-12 4 Yes, but what do you think, Mr. Satterthwaite? Really think? Mr. Satterthwaite looked this way and that. There was no escape. Egg Lytton Gore had got him securely cornered on the fishing quay. Merciless, these modern young women - and terrifying al...

23-09-12 3 Come in here a minute, Satterthwaite, will you? Sir Charles poked his head out of the door. An hour and a half had passed. To confusion had succeeded peace. Lady Mary had led the weeping Mrs. Babbington out of the room and had finally gone home wit...

23-09-12 2 The principal interest of Mr. Satterthwaites life was people. He was on the whole more interested in women than men. For a manly man, Mr. Satterthwaite knew far too much about women. There was a womanish strain in his character which lent him insig...

23-09-12 1 Mr. Satterthwaite sat on the terrace of Crows Nest and watched his host, Sir Charles Cartwright, climbing up the path from the sea. Crows Nest was a modern bungalow of the better type. It had no half timbering, no gables, no excrescences dear to a...