“It was true. But why should Tracy remember it, and none other? They stared at him, amazed. Dare turned to Jack for corroboration. He nodded. I think he never looked haughtier. …
“You know how fond of Jack Dare was? He tried to bluster it off—tried to get control over the affair. It was to no avail. We were puppets, worked by that devil, Belmanoir! One man managing that ghastly scene. … He pointed out that only three of us had used that pack: Jack, Milward and I.
“Jack laughed.
“ ‘Next you will accuse Dick!’ he snapped scornfully.
“ ‘One of you, certainly,’ smiled Andover. ‘Or Milward.’
“Then everyone realised that one of us three must have marked the cards. Milward was upset, but no one suspected him. It was Jack—or me.