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When Mr. Dobbins and Manella arrived at The Castle, they entered the house through the front door. This, Manella thought, was a concession because the Marquis was not at home and she was new. She was tremendously impressed with the marble hall with its Greek statues standing in alcoves and there was a magnificent marble mantelpiece. The staircase had alternating gold and crystal stair-rails and it curved upwards towards an exquisitely painted ceiling. Manella had left Heron with a groom, but Flash had followed her into the house. The butler glanced at him before he said, “I’ll go and find the housekeeper, Miss Chinon, and I suppose that your dog has always lived in the house with you?” “Yes, he has,” Manella answered firmly. “And he sleeps every night by my bed.” She thought that Mr