Chapter 4

She smiled at his departing back. 5 Mr. Conrad Pybus appeared in the hall of the Saracen’s Head rather with the air of a man who had pocketed some of the table silver and was determined that no one should know it. He strolled. He lit a cigar. He had come out in search of the little old man with the big white head and the black alpaca jacket, but the father of Probyn and Conrad Pybus had gone to his dinner. The son strolled to the street door, stood on the white steps for a minute, and listened to Castle Craven’s ol…