 This man is dead. Dead? Dead, but how? Apparently, Mr. Lyme, when he missed that terrific swing, he burst a blood vessel. Completely chance. Couldn't have been predicted. But are you sure? Lyme, your guests. Oh, yes, of course. Ladies and gentlemen, I must ask you all please to leave at once. Please say nothing of what has happened here tonight. I'm very much afraid we're all accessories to homicide. If this ever gets out. Now, good night. Ladies and gentlemen, please leave as quietly as possible. Yes.