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It was between eleven and twelve that Macdonald arrived at the “little house in Sudbury” where Corporal Nightingale, son of Mr. and Mrs. Rameses, had made his home. The front door was opened by Mr. Rameses himself, with the clown’s greeting on his lips—“Here we are again.”
He closed the front door after admitting Macdonald and beckoned him into the little front sitting-room. The house was full of lively sounds: somewhere Mrs. Rameses was singing “Somewhere a voice is calling” (her own voice was unmistakable). Elsewhere another voice was singing “There’ll always be an England,” and from upstairs a man’s voice was rolling out “Shenandoah.” (It was a fine voice, Macdonald noted—undoubtedly the Commando son.) In a cage in the window canaries were singing. Mr. Rameses faced Macdonald squarely.