“The housemaid. Marshall, by name.”
“Time?”
“About half-past seven, I should say. You will see her?”
“Shortly.”
“Room as it was?”
“Entirely. Nothing has been touched. We were most careful,” said Sir Charles. “Mr. Bathurst here,” he smiled, “was most insistent on that point.”
“Really! Very good of him.”
He turned and flung a quick glance in Anthony’s direction.
“Thank you,” smiled back Anthony. “I’m rather interested in this sort of situation.”
“Yes. A lot of people are till they find one. Roper, get those photographs and I’ll get to work.”