“If I hadn’t been ambitious I might still be getting a lungful of this every night,” he said unexpectedly. “This isn’t Dorset but it’s not bad. That’s what getting on does for you. Nowadays I never see a bit of uncut grass but what it leads me to a perishing corpse. What about this girl, Campion?”
“I’ve told you practically all I know.” The younger man was speaking slowly. “She was once the hat and coat attendant at the Old Beaulieu. From there she went on the stage, where she was not successful. After that she got a job at Papendeik’s where there was a spot of bother over a stolen design for a dress and she was sent down to Caesar’s Court to show models there. While she was at the hotel she participated in a silly joke on a client and got the sack. This was about six weeks ago. Where she
