“Well, you’d better try the ring and top of the shaft, Bailey,” said Alleyn.
“It’s a whale of a great skewer,” said Dr. Curtis.
“Yes. An old one. People use them nowadays for paper-knives.”
“They got this one from the kitchen,” said Fox.
“Did they? We’d better take a look at the body, if you please, Dr. Kantripp.”
They moved to the bed. Fox tilted the lamp. Dr. Kantripp drew back the sheet.
“Nothing’s been done,” he said. “I thought, under the circumstances—”
“Yes, of course. His wife hasn’t seen him like this?”
“No. She wouldn’t come. Just as well perhaps.”
“Yes,” agreed Alleyn, staring at the gargoyle’s head on the sheet. “Just as well.”