KEITH. Why not?
LARRY. [In an outburst] I'm not made of iron, like you. Why not?
If you had done it——!
KEITH. [Holding up his hand] You say he was disfigured. Would he be recognisable?
LARRY. [Wearily] I don't know.
KEITH. When she lived with him last—where was that?
LARRY. In Pimlico, I think.
KEITH. Not Soho?
[LARRY shakes his head.]
How long has she been at this Soho place?
LARRY. Nearly a year.