"Luncheon is served in the small dining-room, Sir George," he announced.
* * * * *
Molyneux and Brooks drove in together to Medchester, and the former was
disposed--for him to be talkative.
"Queer thing about Lacroix turning up," he remarked. "I fancy our host
looked a bit staggered."
"It was enough to surprise him," Brooks answered. "From Lake Ono to
Medchester is a long way."
Molyneux nodded.
"By Jove, it is," he affirmed. "Queer stick our host. Close as wax.
I've known him ever since he dropped in for the title and estates, and
I've never yet heard him open his mouth on the subject of his travels."
"Was he away from England for very long?" Brooks asked.
"No one knows where he was," Molyneux replied. "Twenty years ago he was
reading for the Bar in London, and he suddenly disappeared. Well, I
have never met a soul except Lacroix to-day who has seen anything of him
in the interval between his disappearance and his coming to claim the
estates. That means that for pretty well half a lifetime he passed
completely out of the world.
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