Sinopsis

Andrew Tallente stepped out of the quaint little train on to the flower-bedecked platform of this Devonshire hamlet amongst the hills, to receive a surprise so immeasurable that for a moment he could do nothing but gaze silently at the tall, ungainly figure whose unpleasant smile betrayed the fact that this meeting was not altogether accidental so far as he was concerned. "Miller!" he exclaimed, a little aimlessly. "Why not?" was the almost challenging reply. "You are not the only great statesman who needs to step off the treill now and then."