"I have no house in town. I was going into lodgings but I can't take an invalid there."
"Of course not! What do you say to taking her at once to a nursing home?"
"Yes, that would be best. Which one would you recommend? I am ignorant of such matters."
"Well—Dr. Stuart-Smith has one not far from here. You know him by reputation, don't you?"
"Certainly. All right, take her there."
"I had better telephone and prepare them for our arrival. What is the lady's name, please?"
The inspector's eyes were upon him; Peter was at his elbow. Well—there was no help for it.
"Mrs. Cyril Crichton," he said.
The doctor returned in a few minutes.
"It is all right. They have got a room and Doctor Smith will be there almost as soon as we are."