“Have I got to tell you?”

“Well, it saves trouble, if we know where we are, so to speak.”

Bundle hesitated for an instant.

“There was a man shot,” she said slowly. “I thought I had run him over.”

“ Mr. Ronald Devereux?”

“You know about it, of course. Why has there been nothing in the papers?”

“Do you really want to know that, Lady Eileen?”

“Yes, please.”

“Well, we just thought we should like to have a clear twenty-four hours⁠—see? It will be in the papers tomorrow.”