"
"I see you take your precautions," remarked Dunn. "Well, that's
all right, I don't mind."
"You understand exactly what you've got to do?" Deede Dawson asked.
Dunn nodded.
"What about Allen?" he asked. "Does he take any part in this show?"
"He and I are planning a little visit to Wreste Abbey rather early
the same night, during the dinner-hour most likely," answered Deede
Dawson carelessly. "We can get in at one of the long gallery windows
quite easily, Allen says. He kept his eyes open that day you all
went there. It may be helpful to give the police two problems to
work on at once; and besides, big as this thing is, there's a
shortage of ready money at present. But our little affair at Wreste
Abbey will have nothing to do with you. You mind what you've got
to do, and don't trouble about anything else. See?"
"I see," answered Dunn slowly. "And if you can arrange for Rupert
Dunsmore to be there at that time all right, I'll answer for the
rest."
"You needn't be uneasy about that," Deede Dawson said, and laughed.
"You see, I know his plans," he repeated, and laughed again; and
still laughing that chill, mirthless way of his, he turned and
walked back towards the house.
Dunn watched him go through the darkness, and to himself he
muttered:
"Yes, but I wonder if you do."
CHAPTER XXIII
COUNTER-PLANS
The hour was late by now, but Dunn felt no inclination for sleep,
and there was no need for him to return indoors as yet, since Deede
Dawson, who always locked up the house himself, never did so till
past midnight.
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