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Archenfield drove back to the House by the River in absolute silence, with Chim Fang by his side. Without discussing the discovery that he had made, he turned his back on the empty flat, anxious only to be alone in the seclusion of his library before going further. It seemed to him, on the spur of the moment, that he must have the ground clear before he took the next step. For any move now that was not carefully considered would be deeply prejudicial to Cecil Molyneux's interests. He reasoned that he could see the way clearly out of the maze of darkness, and therefore he put aside the idea that had occurred to him of going straight to the police and inviting their assistance in the matter.
It was plain to him that nothing would be gained by undue haste, and the delay of another four-and-twenty hours would be all for the best. All the way home he was turning the matter over in his mind. It was only when the car pulled up that he spoke to Chim Fang, who had been sitting by his side in his peculiarly stolid fashion, and as grimly silent as his master himself.