“And now to view the body,” he said briskly. “But I’ll tell you this⁠—on the whole it’s always best to tell the truth. One lie involves you in such a lot of lies⁠—and continuous lying is so monotonous.”

“Then you advise me to ring up the police?”

“Probably. But we’ll just have a look at the fellow first.”

Virginia led the way out the room. On the threshold she paused, looking back at him.

“By the way,” she said, “you haven’t told me your name yet?”

“My name? My name’s Anthony Cade.”