“I see. He thought he was being got at.” Avril seemed inclined to sympathize. “Then what?”
“Then Mr. Pellett came back, snatched up his property with a scowl and rushed off again.”
“Had Allenbury looked in the case?” Amanda demanded.
“I don’t know. The solicitor may be able to get it out of Sam; I couldn’t.” Helena’s gray eyes met hers briefly. “Unfortunately, later on that evening Allenbury went over to see the boy in the hospital and, according to him, the child asked him suddenly for a copy of the Lays, which he’d not even taken over there. Allenbury came back to the school and got one for him and the boy spent the night swotting it up. In the morning when Pellett produced the paper all the English Lit. questions were on the Lays.”
“Oh dear.”
“I know. To make things worse, all the
