CHAPTER XXVI

DERRICK FOLLOWED him into Tommy’s dining room. “I am almost beginning to feel that this is my house too,” he said jocularly. “Well, what do you make of it? More like a cinema film than a piece of real life!” And then, as his eyes fell upon the mask in Dick’s hand, he laughed. “You couldn’t imagine that, could you? What do you say about changing your mind and spending the night in this ghost house of mine?” “Or may I make an alternative suggestion,” said Dick quietly, “that you let my two men stay there? They won’t …