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As in the case of the last arrivals, Mr. Bollard went out by the French window to call Helder and his companion into the library. Helder, lean and sharp-eyed, followed the big man in through the window, and after him came Randolph, with a triumphant smile. Lawson felt nervous. Randolph certainly did not look as though he were afraid, whereas Hamber was shaking from head to foot and displayed every evidence of guilt.
Audrey also was pale, but kept her nerves well under control and faced the trying situation with amazing bravery. Mrs. Tremby had sat down silently with an impassive face, so it was hard to tell what she was thinking about. But Bollard's expression was one of dismay and grief, which made him appear years older than he was. Evidently Miss Spine's story had impressed him more than he had confessed, and he was by no means sure that she was the lunatic he had called her. She and Randolph, whose arm she took, were all smiles and sneers; but Helder preserved his official calm, and took his seat near the writing table with the air of a judge. For quite three minutes there was a dead silence. Helder broke it.