Rumbold looked at him, half in amusement, half in reproof. “Why do you come if you feel like that?” he asked. “If you'll forgive my saying so, your presence isn't exactly conducive to peace.”
“No, but don't you think it's nice for them to have someone to vent their feelings on?” said Randall in his most urbane voice. “They are all of them just a trifle on edge, as you may have noticed.”
“It's an extraordinarily unpleasant situation for them,” replied Rumbold seriously.
Randall strolled with him out of the house. “Oh, extraordinarily,” he agreed. “Did anything of interest transpire at the Inquest?”
“Nothing at all. The police asked for an adjournment as soon as Mrs Lupton had given her evidence.”
“Considering all things, that was to be expected,” said Randall. “I take it that our engaging young doctor figured largely?”
“He was one of the witnesses, yes. I thought he made a very good one.”
“He probably would,” said Randall “And did everyone seem quite satisfied with his evidence?”
“Quite. There was no reason why they shouldn't be, you know. He's behaved perfectly properly throughout.”
“Yes, I noticed that,” said Randall. “Not one to lose his head, our ambitious doctor.”