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Chapter IV.—The Wolves On the Trail.-4
But he would not have been feeling so sure if, upon the following Friday afternoon, he had seen Todhunter alight from his motor bicycle at the Hilary Arms in the little village of Rondle around which the Hilary estate was grouped. The enquiry agent had suddenly returned to the first impression he had got when interviewing Mason, namely, that the solicitor was putting up a big bluff. He began to feel sure that the solicitor had been lying the whole time. His manner had been too careless, too studiedly disinterested, and quite different from his usual quick way. So Todhunter, of a spiteful disposition and determined Mason should not get the better of him, thought he'd do a bit more enquiring on his own and just go down into Norfolk and have a look round. He found Colonel Hilary's address i
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