CHAPTER XXIX

The Dungeons "Glad to have you come to the castle, Miss Howett." Her little hand was lost in the big paw that grasped it. Never once did his pale eyes leave her face. "I kind of felt that I ought to be civil to a neighbour," he said. "If I had known you were here I'd have asked you to come up before." In the east wing of the castle, that in which the unused dining-room was situated, was a long picture gallery filled with works of the old masters. This was a side of his character that Spike had never suspected. "I d…