Chapter 28

“What about it, Hugh?” said Toby. “The respirator he has on is only of use against carbon monoxide.” “Then let him have a whack at breathing through the keyhole,” said Drummond grimly. “Gosh! I wouldn’t go through that last half-hour again for twenty thousand quid. Besides, I want my other little pal, and if I can find him he’ll eat his finger here and now.” But of neither the woman nor him was there any trace. The room was empty; the birds had flown. And as we stood in the passage at the foot of the stairs that le…