[32]Carve. It's some relief to know that. I couldn't have faced a coroner.
Pascoe. (Staring at him.) Perfectly ordinary case.
Carve. That's what you call perfectly ordinary, is it? A man is quite well on Tuesday afternoon, and dead at 4 a.m. on Thursday morning. (Looking at his watch.) My watch has stopped.
Pascoe. (With fierce sarcasm.) One of those cheap German watches, I suppose, that stop when you don't wind them up! It's a singular thing that when people stay up all night they take it for granted their watches are just as excited as they are. Look here, you'll be collapsing soon. When did you have anything to eat last?
Carve. Almost half an hour ago. Two sausages that were sent in yesterday for the nurse.
Pascoe. She's gone?
Carve. Oh yes.
Pascoe. Well, take my advice. Try to get some sleep now. You've had no reply from the relatives—the auctioneer cousin—what's his Christian name—Cyrus?
Carve. No, I—I didn't telegraph—I forgot——
Pascoe. Well, upon my soul! I specially reminded you yesterday afternoon.