The telephone bell was ringing wildly, but without result, since there was no-one in the room but the corpse.A few moments later there was. Lionel Rackstraw, strolling back from lunch,heard in the corridor the sound of the bell in his room, and, entering at a run, took up the receiver. He remarked, as he did so, the boots and trousered legs sticking out from the large knee-hole table at which he worked, but the telephone had established the first claim on his attention.