“I do not know the exact details. Indeed, they had not yet been arranged. But in the event of coming to the throne, Prince Michael pledged himself to grant certain oil concessions to those companies in which Mr. Isaacstein is interested. The British Government was prepared to support the claim of Prince Michael to the throne in view of his pronounced British sympathies.” “Well,” said Superintendent Battle, “I don’t suppose I need go further into it than that. Prince Michael wanted the money, Mr. Isaacstein wanted oil, and the British Government was ready to do the heavy father. Just one question. Was anyone else after those concessions?” “I believe an American group of financiers had made overtures to His Highness.” “And been turned down, eh?” But George refused to be drawn. “Prince Michael’s sympathies were entirely pro-British,” he repeated. Superintendent Battle did not press the point. “Lord Caterham, I understand that this is what occurred yesterday. You met Prince Michael in town and journeyed down here in company with him. The Prince was accompanied by his valet, a Herzoslovakian named Boris Anchoukoff, but his equerry, Captain Andrassy, remained in town. The Prince, on arriving, declared himself greatly fatigued, and retired to the apartments set aside for him. Dinner was served to him there, and he did not meet the other members of the house party. Is that correct?” “Quite correct.” “This morning a housemaid discovered the body at approximately 7.45 A.M. Dr. Cartwright examined the dead man and found that death was the result of a bullet fired from a revolver. No revolver was found, and no one in the house seems to have heard the shot. On the other hand the dead man’s wrist watch was smashed by the fall, and marks the crime as having been committed at exactly a quarter to twelve. Now what time did you retire to bed last night?” “We went early. Somehow or other the party didn’t seem to ‘go’ if you know what I mean, superintendent. We went up about half-past ten, I should say.” “Thank you. Now I will ask you, Lord Caterham, to give me a description of all the people staying in the house.” “But, excuse me, I thought the fellow who did it came from outside?” Superintendent Battle smiled. “I dare say he did. I dare say he did. But all the same I’ve got to know who was in the house. Matter of routine, you know.” “Well, there was Prince Michael and his valet and Mr. Herman Isaacstein. You know all about them. Then there was Mr. Eversleigh——” “Who works in my department,” put in George condescendingly. “And who was acquainted with the real reason of Prince Michael’s being here?” “No, I should not say that,” replied George weightily. “Doubtless he realized that something was in the wind, but I did not think it necessary to take him fully into my confidence.” “I see. Will you go on, Lord Caterham?” “Let me see, there was Mr. Hiram Fish.” “Who is Mr. Hiram Fish?”