"And I haven't met her, and I'll swear she isn't guilty."
"You must know, of course."
"I do happen to know about this."
"I'm afraid your unsupported opinion will hardly be sufficient to refute the weight of evidence."
"You haven't any real evidence, if it comes to that. You don't know that they were ever alone together; you don't know that Ann Dorland knew about the will; you can't prove that Penberthy administered the poison——"
"I don't despair of getting all the evidence necessary," said Parker, coldly, "provided you don't keep me here all day." He slammed the taxi-door.
"What a beast of a case this is," thought Wimsey. "That makes two silly, sordid rows to-day. Well, what next?" He considered a moment.
"My spirit needs soothing," he decided. "Feminine society is indicated. Virtuous feminine society. No emotions. I'll go and have tea with Marjorie Phelps."