"She had a bathing dress on, didn't you hear?"
"Nothing to hinder her putting on a bathing dress to throw herself into the water. Make it look like accident."
"You can't throw yourself into the water this time of year. You land on the beach. And there isn't any doubt what you've done."
"Might have walked into the water till she drowned," said Bill, who was a last-ditcher by nature.
"Ye'? Might have died of an overdose of bull's-eyes," said Potticary, who approved of last-ditchery in Arabia but found it boring to live with.
Chapter 2
They stood around the body in a solemn little group: Potticary, Bill, the sergeant, a constable, and the two ambulance men. The younger ambulance man was worried about his stomach, and the possibility of its disgracing him, but the others had nothing but business in their minds.
"Know her?" the sergeant asked.
"No," said Potticary. "Never seen her before."
None of them had seen her before.