handle, he turned.

"If you don't know what some of the hard words mean," he said, "I
shall be in the library."

"Why in the library?" said Daphne.

"I'm going to write in another scene."

"Another scene?"

"Well, an epilogue, then."

"What's it going to be?"

"Buckingham"s murder," said Berry. "I can see it all. It will
be hideously realistic. All women and children will have to
leave the theatre."

As he went out:

"I expect the Duke will fight desperately," said I.

Berry put his head round the door.

"No," he said, " that's the dastardly part of it. It is from
behind that his brains are dashed out with a club."

I stretched out my hand for a roll.