“Do you know where she lives?” pursued the detective, ignoring the implied question.
“She’s dead.”
A flicker of interest appeared for an instant in Mr. Manderton’s keen eyes.
“You’re sure of that?”
“Certainly,” answered Robin.
“Who told you?”
“Le Hagen—the solicitor, you know. He acted for this Malpas woman on one or two occasions.”
“When did she die?”
“Six or seven months ago ...”
“Did Jeekes know about it?”