CHAPTER ELEVENMr Campion’s first thought as he looked down at the body was that if Ramillies merely intended to reawaken his wife’s interest he had overdone the effort considerably. After that he had little time for reflection.
A dead man in a gilded aeroplane in the midst of a crowd, with a broadcast imminent, an African flight about to begin, and in authority a cabinet minister who does not wish to be convinced that anything unpleasant has occurred, is a responsibility which absorbs all one’s attention.
The magic words “taken ill” circulated through the inquisitive gathering inside the hangar and acted, as they always do, as a temporary sedative. No doctor appeared but Georgia hurried forward, all grace and anxiety, and the photographers obtained their one useful picture of the afterno
