I suspect Denys and Joan. They are engaged, and people in that state
are capable of anything. Neither of them had one, and they were seen
slipping upstairs during the dance. They say they went out on the
balcony--a pretty story....
V
I suspect the Barkers. You know, that story about Mrs. B. letting Mr.
B. get into his without warning him was pretty thin. Can you imagine
an English wife doing a thing of that kind? If you can it ought to be
a ground for divorce under the new Bill. But you can’t.
Then all that stuff about the rheumatism--clever but unconvincing.
Mr. Barker stayed in his room all the next morning _when the awkward
questions were being asked_. Not well; oh, no! But he was down for
lunch and conducting for a glee-party in the drawing-room afterwards,
as perky and active as a professional. Besides, the really unanswerable
problem is, who could have _dared_ to make the Barkers’ apple-pie beds?
And the answer is, nobody--except the Barkers.
And there must have been a lady in it, it was so neatly done. Everybody
says no _man_ could have done it. So that shows you it couldn’t have
been me--I....