Chapter XIX

Margaret went to the door. The flat consisted of two small rooms with a strip of passage between them. Two thirds of the passage had been walled off to make a kitchen about the size of a boot-cupboard. The front door and the doors of the two rooms opened into the remaining third; there was just room for them and no more. Margaret shut the sitting-room door and opened the front door. Charles Moray stood there. ‘Well?’ he said. ‘She’s in there.’ Margaret indicated the sitting-room with a nod. ‘Have you found out whet…