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“The treasure From the train robbery”

“No one has, though we all looked Wasn’t in the Ghost Wasn’t anywhere I expect Reginald buried it, expecting he’d be able to come back one day That’s what I would’ve done” He looked around the table, his expression one of confusion “Is it somebody’s birthday?”

Oliver s your return home”

“Are we? I daresay, it’ll be a long tiain Ghastly place Not sure it’s worth celebrating”

Mrs Beckett, hovering nearby, walked over, putting her hand on his shoulder “It’s getting late How about we pop over to the cottage for some lemon ice?”

“Jolly good idea,” Albert said, standing He cocked his head toward the table “They’re not all co, are they?”

“No, M’lord,” she said

“We’ve talked about this ‘M’lord’ thing, haven’t we?” he asked, as she led him from the room

“Yes, M’lord”

“Thought so”

Oliver watched theh the doors “Well, at least we know he didn’t seee from his incarceration”

Allegra stared down at her plate, clearly weighed down by her guilt

Trevor, however, didn’t seeinald burying that treasure”

Everyone turned toward hi, “Why do you say that?”

“Because of the journal” Trevor seemed hesitant to continue “What I reinald said about Payton”