I. | The Hackleton Case |
II. | The Affair in the Maze |
III. | The Immediate Results |
IV. | The Chief Constable |
V. | The Evidence in the Case |
VI. | The Toxicologist |
VII. | The Pot of Curare |
VIII. | Opportunity, Method, and Motive |
IX. | The Burglary at Whistlefield |
X. | The Third Attack in the Maze |
XI. | The Squire’s Theories |
XII. | The Fourth Attack |
XIII. | The Dart |
XIV. | The Forged Cheque |
XV. | The Secretary’s Affairs |
XVI. | The Last Attack in the Maze |
XVII. | The Siege of the Maze |
XVIII. | The Truth of the Matter |
Neville Shandon stood at the window of his brother’s studygazing contentedly out over the Whistlefield grounds. This wasa good place to recuperate in, he reflected, especially when onecould only snatch a couple of days at a time from the grindingpressure of a barrister’s practice. His eye travelled slowly overthe prospect of greenery which lay before him, lawn beyondlawn, down to where a glint of silver showed where the rivercut across the estate. Beyond that came the stretches of theLow Meadows, intersected here and there by the darker greenof the hedges; then the long curve of the main road; and atlast, closing the horizon, the gentle slope of Longshoot Hillsurmounted by its church spire. A bee hummed lazily at theopen window; then, startled by a movement, it shot away,the note of its wings growing higher and fainter as it recededin the sunlight. The King’s Counsel let his attention wanderfor a moment to the rooks sailing, in their effortless flightaround the tree-crests by the river; then, with something morethan apparent reluctance, he turned away from the landscape.
“You did pretty well when you bought Whistlefield, Roger,”he commented as he moved back into the room. “It’s asrestful a place as I know.