“I wrote to you yesterday, though. I’m Bundle Brent.”

“It was so very kind of you to send me Gerry’s letter,” said Loraine. “I’ve written to thank you. I never expected to see you here.”

“I’ll tell you why I’m here,” said Bundle. “Did you know Ronny Devereux?”

Loraine nodded.

“He came over the day that Gerry⁠—you know. And he’s been to see me two or three times since. He was one of Gerry’s greatest friends.”

“I know. Well⁠—he’s dead.”

Loraine’s lips parted in surprise.

“ Dead! But he always seemed so fit.”