"Ah, there you are, Miss Meredith let me pour you a sherry…Will medium dry suit you? Good. Did you get me an evening paper in Barford?" "I'm sorry, Mr. Kirkby, but I didn't realise you wanted one." "Oh, never mind," he said testily. "I have one every day. Perhaps you'll be good enough to remember...
Rhianna asked Letitia, after the police had gone. “I found your business card along with some cuttings about the gallery in a drawer in Tina’s room, after she’d left. To be honest, it gave me quite a shock. I knew your father had died – I saw the obituary in The Telegraph ...