Nothing had changed. Lydia had asked Daisy to bring tea, and now she was coaxing her mother-in-law to drink a little. Gran stood behind Mrs. Ellis’s chair, a frown on her face, and something in her eyes that disturbed me. Margaret and Henry sat in a corner talking in low voices. I could see that she’d been crying.But the cause of this, Inspector Rother, was standing by the window, where I was sure he’d been watching Roger Ellis talking to me. He turned as we came in.“I have to close this inquiry,” he said doggedly.Gran spoke, and I hardly recognized her voice. “I think you will agree with me that my daughter-in-law is not well enough to be interrogated. But I suggest that you consider the fact that if a body was found on our property, it doesn’t follow that one of us is the murderer. Be very careful about accusations that you will not be able to support when the Chief Constable of Sussex sends for you.”“There are three men dead in Ashdown Forest, Mrs. Ellis. How do I explain them?”“I’m not a policeman,”
