“A letter? What sort of a letter?”

“A letter from Ronny Devereux’s executors.”

“Good lord! After all this time!”

“It seems he left instructions. If he was to die suddenly, a certain sealed envelope was to be sent to me exactly a fortnight after his death.”

“And they’ve sent it to you?”

“Yes.”

“You’ve opened it?”

“Yes.”

“Well⁠—what did it say?”

Bill turned a glance upon him, such a strange and uncertain one that Jimmy was startled.