Jon Hagadorn

Jimmy found a difficulty in going on.

You don't mean... You aren't thinking... I mean... You haven't got it into your head that... Well...

I mean he wasn't biffed on the head or anything.

Treadwell's locking the door and all that.

It seemed to Jimmy that his words deserved an answer, but Ronnie continued to stare straight out in front of him.

Jimmy shook his head and relapsed into silence.

He didn't see that there was anything to do except just wait.

So he waited.

It was Treadwell who disturbed him.

The doctor would like to see you two gentlemen in the library, if you please, sir.

Ronnie sprang up.

Jimmy followed him.

Dr. Cartwright was a thin, energetic young man with a clever face.

He greeted them with a brief nod.

Pongo, looking more serious and spectacled than ever, performed introductions.

I understand you are a great friend of Mr. Wade's, the doctor said to Ronnie.

Yeah, his greatest friend.

Well, this business seems straightforward enough.

Sad, though.

He looked a healthy young chap.