It would leave them a little short at the top perhaps, but that couldn't
be helped. Suspicion must be allayed at all costs. Time enough to bring
the would-be murderer to justice when he had solved the riddle in its
entirety. There were two pillows, so he took the damaged one, tore off
its case, and tucked that away in his kit-bag, pushed the bag under the
bed, and then set about the remaking, with some small success. At least
for the time, the incisions in the blanket and sheets would not be
noticed, and in the morning he would invent some excuse to have them
changed.
The early morning cup of tea, brought at eight by a dainty chambermaid in
cap and starched blue dress, supplied the need quite nicely. He nodded to
her as she left the room, and then, when the door closed, upset the cup
on the coverlet, letting the liquid soak through. Then he got up and
dressed himself with something like a smile upon his lips.
At breakfast, a housemaid waited upon them, and Cleek ate lustily, with
the appetite that is born of good health, and a mind at peace with the
world.
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