TheMysteriousMr.Quin

"Really?" "Yes. This house belonged then to a man called Capel" "Ah! Yes," said Evesham. "Poor Derek Capel. You knew him?" "Yes, I knew him." Evesham's manner underwent a faint change, almost imperceptible to one who had not studied the English character. Before, it had contained a subtle reserve, now this was laid aside. Mr. Quin had known Derek Capel He was the friend of a friend, and, as such, was vouched for and fully accredited. "Astounding affair, that," he said confidentially. "We were just talking about it. I can tell you, it went against the grain, buying this place. If there had been anything else suitable, but there wasn't you see. I was in the house the night he shot himself--so was Conway, and upon my word, I've always expected his ghost to walk." "A very inexplicable business," said Mr. Quin, slowly and deliberately, and he paused with the air of an actor who has just spoken an important cue. "You may well say inexplicable," burst in Conway. "The thing's a black mystery--always will be." "I wonder," said Mr. Quin, noncommittally. "Yes, Sir Richard, you were saying?" "Astounding--that's what it was. Here's a man in the p......