“Yes, and I’ll tell you another thing. That was what Battle was doing looking through the golf clubs. He was looking for a left-handed man’s.”

“By Jove,” said Jimmy suddenly.

“What is it?”

“Well, I don’t suppose there’s anything in it, but it’s rather curious.”

He retailed the conversation at tea the day before.

“So Sir Oswald Coote is ambidexterous?” said Bundle.

“Yes. And I remember now on that night at Chimneys⁠—you know, the night Gerry Wade died⁠—I was watching the bridge and thinking idly how awkwardly someone was dealing⁠—and then realising that it was because they were dealing with the left hand. Of course, it must have been Sir Oswald.”

They all three looked at each other.