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Satisfied beyond the shadow of a doubt that Rupert Bascoe was no more, Jimmy wasted no time in seeking out the woman in black or the individual who had fired the fatal shot. He rose from a contemplation of the body and shouted loudly for assistance. A moment or two later, a woodman came into view and asked what all the trouble was about.
"There has been an accident," Jimmy said. "And Mr. Bascoe is the victim. Don't stand staring there, my man, but run as fast as your legs can carry you up to the house and tell Tarrant, the butler that Mr. Marrable wants him at once."