The Betrayal. E. Phillips Oppenheim

on the shore this morning."

      The Duke nodded.

      "It was no one belonging to the neighbourhood, I understand?" he asked.

      "The man was a stranger to all of us," I answered.

      The Duke stood with knitted brows. He seemed on the point of asking me some other question, but apparently he abandoned the idea. He nodded again and rang the bell. I was dismissed.