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For the first time since they had entered the room, Drillford turned and glanced at Viner; his look indicated the idea which Miss Wickham's last words had set up in his mind. Here was a mystery! The police instinct was aroused by it.
"You don't know very much about Mr. Ashton? " he said, turning back to the two ladies. "Yet -- you're under his roof? This is his house, isn't it?"