He was beautifully balanced, with the tapering figure of an athlete, and his long, easy stride devoured three treads at a time. A second man came out of the library now, almost as tall as the other, but dark where he was fair, burly and muscular where he was rangy and loose-limbed. He too glanced at the sunlit doorway for a moment. Then with unhurried pace he began to climb the stairs, taking one at a time, heavy lips pulled back from yellowing teeth in the anticipatory rictus of a hungry bear. On the first-floor landing the fleeing man turned right without hesitation, then right again into the first room he reached. Moments later the burly man arrived in the doorway. The room led through into another, through whose open door a double bed was visible. The fair man made no effort to go any further but stood defiantly by a huge mahogany wardrobe, his shoulders tensed for battle. 'Nay, Sir Ralph, no more laking. Your fancy woman's waiting.

Murder's one thing, but you'll not want accused of bad manners too.'

'What would a neanderthal like you know about manners?' sneered the fair man. 'You're dead right. Pig ignorant, that's me. This'd be what you call a dressing-room, is it? I'll take your word for it, though a dressing-room don't seem right to me without mud on the floor and a pile of old jockstraps heaving in the corner.' As he spoke the burly man was moving slowly forward. Suddenly reacting to the danger, the other seized a linen basket which stood by the wardrobe and raised it high as if to hurl it. The top came off, spilling items of male clothing over his head and shoulders. 'Trying to make me feel at home, Sir Ralph? That's right good of you,' the burly man said, grinning.

This gibe finally broke the other's control. Screaming with rage, he flung the wardrobe door open to impede the burly man's approach and started dragging clothes off their hangers and hurling them like palms before the advancing feet. Chunky tweeds, elegant evening wear, wool, cotton and finest silk, all alike were crushed beneath that implacable tread till finally the two men stood inches apart.



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