Chapter 24 No.24

He forced the window; he rushed into the room, and there before him, pallid, trembling, agonising, stood Alma Rolfe.

'You?'

She panted incoherent phrases. She was here to speak with Mr. Redgrave on business-about her concert tomorrow. She had not entered the house until this moment. She had met Mr. Redgrave in the garden--

'What is that to