go and stayed here listening to our orchestra.”
“Oh damn,” said Tommy under his breath.
“You don’t remember what time she had dinner, do you?” said Tuppence.
“She came down a little late. It must have been about eight o’clock.”
“Damn, Blast, and Curse,” said Tuppence as she and Tommy left the dining-room. “Tommy, this is all going wrong. It seemed so clear and lovely.”
“Well, I suppose we ought to have known it wouldn’t all be plain sailing.”
“Is there any train she could have taken after that I wonder?”
“Not one that would have landed her in London in time to go to the Savoy.”
“Well,” said Tuppence, “as a last hope I am going to talk to the chambermaid. Una Drake had a