The door was flung open and Peter rushed into the room brandishing a paper.
"Oh, sir, it's come at last! I always felt it would!" He stuttered with excitement.
"I beg pardon, sir, but I am that hovercome! I heard them crying 'hextras,' so I went out and gets one--just casual-like. Little did I think what would be in it--and there it was."
"There was what?" Both men spoke at once, leaning eagerly forward.
"That Lord Wilmersley is dead; and so, my lord, I wish you much joy and a long life."
"This is very sudden," gasped Crichton. "I hadn't heard he was ill. What did he die of?"
"When, how, who did it?" cried Cyril incoherently. "Give me the paper."
"Murder of Lord Wilmersley--disappearance of Lady Wilmersley," he read. "Disappearance of Lady Wilmersley," he repeated, as the paper fell from his limp hand.
"Here, get your master some whiskey; the shock has been too much for him," said Camp bell. "Mysterious disappearance of Lady Wilmersley," murmured Crichton, staring blankly in front of him.
"Here, drink this, old man; you'll be all right in a moment," said Campbell, pressing a glass into his hand.
"The deuce take it!" he cried, covering his face with his hands.
"Shall I read you the particulars?" Campbell asked, taking the paper. Cyril nodded assent.
"'The body of Lord Wilmersley was found at seven o'clock this morning floating in the swimming bath at Geralton. It was at first thought that death had been caused by drowning, but on examination, a bullet wound was discovered over the heart. Search for the pistol with which the crime was committed has so far proved fruitless. The corpse was dressed in a long, Eastern garment frequently worn by the deceased. Lady Wilmersley's bedroom, which adjoins the swimming bath, was empty. The bed had not been slept in. A hurried search of the castle and grounds was at once made, but no trace of her ladyship has been discovered. It is feared that she also has been murdered and her body thrown into the lake, which is only a short distance from the castle. None of her wearing apparel is missing, even the dress and slippers she wore on the previous evening were found in a corner of her room. Robbery was probably the motive of the crime, as a small safe, which stands next to Lady Wilmersley's bed and contained her jewels, has been rifled. Whoever did this must, however, have known the combination, as the lock has not been tampered with. This adds to the mystery of the case. Lady Wilmersley is said to be mentally unbalanced. Arthur Edward Crichton, 9th Baron Wilmersley, was born--' here follows a history of your family, Cyril, you don't want to hear that. Well, what do you think of it?" asked Campbell.