FORE:After dinner they met as agreed, and "the Mystery" seated himself comfortably for the story he was about to tell.He hiccoughed. "Let's--s'--see y' orders."
Norah came back to the table, took up her pencil and then laid it down again. The frown was heavily creased in her forehead."My son? Oh, he's in Virginia, with General Lee."The constable laughed gently and stroked his moustache. His theory about the condition of the individual before him slowly developed.Mr Silverdale will be so sorry, she said. He drops in there sometimes for a rubber of bridge, for he thinks that it is such a good thing to show that a clergyman can be a man of the world too.