“It's a sound motive for proving that it was a case of murder and not suicide; and it's a possible motive for murder, I admit. But the position of a gentleman who commits a murder for gain and can only collect the money by proving that murder was done . . . Well, it sounds a bit complicated, doesn't it?”
“Unless he can be sure of fixing the murder on someone else, sir.”
“It's a bit difficult in practice to produce a frame-up of that description, isn't it?”
The Inspector refrained from betraying any opinion on this point.
“Then there's the Hailsham girl, sir. She's a vindictive type; and she quite obviously had the worst kind of grudge against both of them. Revenge might have been at the back of the business for all one can tell. I don't say it's likely; but I'm considering possibilities, not necessarily probabilities.”
“I don't think Miss Hailsham can reckon me among her admirers,” Sir Clinton confessed. “But that's hardly evidence against her in a murder case. We'd need something a bit more concrete.”
“She admitted that she left the dance early that night and took her car home, sir. She hasn't got a clean alibi for the time the murder was committed.”
“So I noticed when she told her story. But the absence of an alibi doesn't establish murderous intent, you know. Go ahead.”
“Well, sir, there's the Deepcar girl. She's keen on Silverdale. It's always a motive.”
“Save me from being mixed up in any murder case that you have charge of, Inspector. My character wouldn't escape, I see. You'll need to have something better than that before you start arresting anyone.”