«We'll go home, dear. You don't want us any more, Dr. Grimbold?»
«No, Duchess, thank you. We are very grateful to you and to Lady Levy for coming.»
There was a pause, while the two women went out, Parker, collected and helpful, escorting them to their waiting car. Then Dr. Grimbold again:
«I think Lord Peter Wimsey ought to see — the correctness of his deductions — Lord Peter — very painful — you may wish to see — yes, I was uneasy at the inquest — yes — Lady Levy — remarkably clear evidence — yes — most shocking case — ah, here's Mr. Parker — you and Lord Peter Wimsey entirely justified — do I really understand — ? Really? I can hardly believe it — so distinguished a man — as you say, when a great brain turns to crime — yes — look here! Marvellous work — marvellous — somewhat obscured by this time, of course — but the most beautiful sections — here, you see, the left hemisphere — and here — through the corpus striatum — here again — the very track of the damage done by the blow — wonderful — guessed it — saw the effect of the blow as he struck it, you know — ah, I should like to see his brain, Mr. Parker — and to think that — heavens, Lord Peter, you don't know what a blow you have struck at the whole profession — the whole civilized world! Oh, my dear sir! Can you ask me? My lips are sealed of course — all our lips are sealed.»
The way back through the burial ground. Fog again, and the squeal of wet gravel.
«Are your men ready, Charles?»
«They have gone. I sent them off when I saw Lady Levy to the car.»
«Who is with them?»
«Sugg.»
«Sugg?»