absorbing moments—a redoubled No Trump hand, I remember, and also a painful argument when my wife had the misfortune to revoke.”
“Quite so,” said Tommy. “I should just like to know one thing—what is Mrs. Betts’ attitude in all this?”
“She wanted me to call in the police,” said Colonel Kingston Bruce reluctantly. “That is, when we had searched everywhere in case the pearl had only dropped off.”
“But you dissuaded her?”
“I was very averse to the idea of publicity and my wife and daughter backed me up. Then my wife remembered young St. Vincent speaking about your firm at dinner last night—and the twenty-four hours special service.”
“Yes,” said Tommy with a heavy heart.
“You see, in any case no harm will