It wasn’t easy for anyone to get a grip on the idea that something was amiss. Even the butler Milton was caught with a sense of unreal tomfoolery. Staring at the woman Millie, he forgets to watch his pouring of coffee into a cub of one of the guests… the dark liquid begins to flow a mess onto the expensive table cloth.<br/><br/>“Dead… who?" he ponders.<br/><br/>