away, she was quiet enough. 'Tired,' she said. Thought she 'd sleep at last. 'Rather a strain, these last days.' When they went in with her food—dead."

"What? Say it again."

"Dead!" Singleton repeated.

"Heart?"

"Not a bit of it. You remember my saying to you at Lamborough that we 'd found everything except a pinch of white powder? She had it all right. Jove! I wish we had one or two to match her!"

Gavan hung up the receiver and turned back to the figure at the fire.