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Chapter 16 MARKED MEN
Chapter 16 MARKED MEN"Captain Durnford?" I inquired of the hall-porter of the club next morning. "Not here, sir." "But he slept here last night," I remarked. "I have an appointment with him." The man consulted the big book before him, and answered: "Captain Durnford went out at 9:27 last night, sir, but has not returned." Strange, I thought, but although I waited in the club nearly an hour, he did not put in an appearance. I called again at noon, and he had not come in, and again at two o'clock, but he had not even then made his appearance. Then I began to be anxious. I returned to the hotel, resolved to wait for a few hours longer. He might have altered his mind and gone to Eastbourne in search of Muriel; yet, had he done so, he would surely have telegraphed to me. About f
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