The Major and Mrs.
Calladine were on the near side of the car, and Antony spoke to
them in a low voice.
"I'm afraid I'm going to give you rather a shock," he said.
"Robert Ablett, Mr. Mark Ablett's brother, has been killed." He
jerked a thumb over his shoulder. "In the house."
"Good God!" said the Major.
"Do you mean that he has killed himself?" asked Mrs. Calladine.
"Just now?"
"It was about two hours ago. I happened to come here,"--he
half-turned to Beverley and explained--"I was coming to see you,
Bill, and I arrived just after the--the death. Mr. Cayley and I
found the body. Mr. Cayley being busy just now--there are police
and doctors and so on in the house--he asked me to tell you. He
says that no doubt you would prefer, the house-party having been
broken up in this tragic way, to leave as soon as possible." He
gave a pleasant apologetic little smile and went on, "I am
putting it badly, but what he means, of course, is that you must
consult your own feelings in the matter entirely, and please make
your own arrangements about ordering the car for whatever train
you wish to catch.
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