“Well, make inquiries about John. And about any others who have only come recently.”

“I suppose,” said Bundle slowly, “it must have been a servant. It couldn’t have been one of the guests?”

“I don’t see how that’s possible.”

“Who were there exactly?”

“Well, there were three girls⁠—Nancy and Helen and Socks⁠—”

“Socks Daventry? I know her.”

“May have been. Girl who was always saying things were subtle.”

“That’s Socks all right. Subtle is one of her words.”

“And then there was Gerry Wade and me and Bill Eversleigh and Ronny. And, of course, Sir Oswald and Lady Coote. Oh! and Pongo.”