The Stowmarket Mystery

The footman left the room, and a few minutes later the butler appeared. He was an old favorite of David’s. He asked if he should send some whisky and soda. The young man agreed, adding, “Sir Alan and I have commenced the year badly, Ferguson. We quarreled over a silly mistake. I have made up my mind not to sleep on it, so I will await his arrival. Let me know if he comes in the other way.”