‘His brother is missing . . . it is in the paper to-day. . .’
She said:
‘I say! . . . how rotten! . . . how absolutely rotten!’
The smile died from her face.
‘Poor old chap,’ she said, ‘he’ll be awfully cut up! He thought
no end of his brother . . . must have been jolly decent,’ she
said, and then: ‘I suppose you knew him too?’