Chapter Nine
Three Heads And A Tale
Inspector Marcel was waiting for us on the platform as our train slowed alongside the station and stopped. “Mr. Rand, Professor Corwin,” he said in greeting, “And who is this with you?”
“He’s the honorable Bryce Manville,” I replied. “The son of General Sir Robert Manville, the hero of the battle of Balaquay.”
Marcel shook his hand. “I’ve heard of your father, Mr. Manville, I was extremely impressed...”
“Please,” he replied, “call me Bryce. ‘Mr. Manville’ sounds so stuffy and put-offish.”
“Very well, Bryce. What interest have you in our problem?”
Bryce paled, and glanced at me. “This is difficult for me to say, Inspector. It’s a bit of a secret, you see, and with her and I being...”
“Miss Worthington is his sister’s closest friend,” I said, inte
