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Scared out of his wits, as he evidently was, at the unexpected summons of his butler, Enderby had been prudent enough to lock the library door behind him and drop the key into his pocket. So the two men behind the curtain stood there waiting with the deepest interest to see what would happen next. They felt perfectly safe there, for even Somerset had lost his nervousness in the intense drama of the moment. And there they were safely hidden with the door of the library closed and a soft rain pattering on the terrace behind them. They would be free to move now, for even if Enderby came back, it would take a moment or two to open the door.
"Now, what do you make of it?" Quint asked.