Chapter 35

The smile faded slowly from his face. “But whatever it is, I’m thinking that the sooner we begin to put the fear of God into this bunch the better.” And I realised suddenly how he had earned the sobriquet of Bulldog. A minute or so later Peter Darrell and the other two came in. “You’ve solved it?” asked Jerningham eagerly. “A pal of Dixon’s has,” said Drummond. “A stone called the Friar’s Heel at Stonehenge. You can read the letter later.” “And you can read this one now,” said Darrell. “Delivered by hand.” It consi…