"No," said Bundle. "Just that. _Seven Dials. Tell Jimmy Thesiger_. That's all he could get out, poor lad." "I wish we knew what he knew," said Jimmy. "But we've found out one thing. I take it that the footman, Bauer, must almost certainly have been responsible for Gerry's death. You know, Bundle--" "Yes?" "Well, I'm a bit worried sometimes. Who's going to be the next one! It really isn't the sort of business for a girl to be mixed up in." Bundle smiled in spite of herself. It occurred to her that it had taken Jimmy a long time to put her in the same category as Loraine Wade. "It's far more likely to be you than me," she remarked cheerfully. "Hear, hear," said Jimmy. "But what about a few casualties on the other side for a change? I'm feeling rather bloodthirsty this morning. Tell me, Bundle, would you recognize any of these people if you saw them?" Bundle hesitated. "I think I should recognize No. 5," she said at last. "He's got a queer way of speaking--a kind of venomous, lisping way--that I think I'd know again." "What about the Englishman?" Bundle shook her head. "I saw him least--only a glimpse--and he's got a very ordinary voice. Except that he's a big man, there's nothing much to go by." "There's the woman, of course," continued Jimmy. "She ought to be easier. But then, you're not likely to run across her. She's probably putting in the dirty work being taken out to dinner by amorous Cabinet Ministers and getting State secrets out of them when they've had a couple. At least, that's how it's done in books. As a matter of fact, the only Cabinet Minister I know drinks hot water with a dash of lemon in it." "Take George Lomax, for instance, can you imagine him being amorous with beautiful foreign women?" said Bundle with a laugh. Jimmy agreed with her criticism. "And now about the man of mystery--No. 7," went on Jimmy. "You've no idea who he could be?" "None whatever." "Again--by book standard, that is--he ought to be someone we all know. What about George Lomax himself?" Bundle reluctantly shook her head. "In a book, it would be perfect," she agreed. "But knowing Codders--" And she gave herself up to a sudden uncontrollable mirth. "Codders, the great criminal organizer," she gasped. "Wouldn't it be marvellous?" Jimmy agreed that it would. Their discussion had taken some time and his driving had slowed down involuntarily once or twice. They arrived at Chimneys, to find Colonel Melrose already there waiting. Jimmy was introduced to him and they all three proceeded to the inquest together. As Colonel Melrose had predicted, the whole affair was very simple. Bundle gave her evidence. The doctor gave his. Evidence was given of rifle practice in the neighbourhood. A verdict of death by misadventure was brought in.