"What kind of a girl is this Miss Fanshawe?"
"Miss Vicky, Inspector, is a very unexpected young lady. One never knows what she will be at next, in a manner of speaking. She is devoted to Mrs. Carter."
"And the other one?"
"Miss Cliffe is a nice young lady. She was Mr. Carter's ward, and Mr. Carter did tell me that he should leave all his money to her."
"Well, that wasn't much, by all accounts."
"Mr. Carter, Inspector, was expecting to come into a great deal of money. He never made any secret of that. He has a rich aunt, a very old lady, I understand, who has been confined in a private lunatic asylum for many years."
"From what I've seen of this house, that's one thing that doesn't surprise me!" said the Inspector.
He put one or two more questions to the butler, but soon found that Peake had told him all he knew. He requested him to summon Miss Cliffe to the morningroom, and sat digesting the information he had acquired until Mary came in.
"You want to speak to me, Inspector?"
"If you please, miss," said the Inspector, indicating a chair.