“No,” said Grice. “Not for a while. Naomi Smith would like to see you.”
“I’d like a word with her, too,” said Rollison. “What about Anne Miller?”
“She’ll be remanded for a week,” Grice said, “and then be bound over as a first offender. She’s lucky, in a way.”
“Yes,” said Rollison. “I suppose she is.”
He went up to the ground floor, a little surprised to see no-one about, tapped at the door of Naomi Smith’s room, went in on her call—and stood aghast on the threshold. For every single one of the girls was there, and every single one rose spontaneously, and began to cheer. Then they rushed forward to surround him, each in turn giving him a demonstrative hug. When at last Naomi had called them off, and they were gone, he was quite breath-less.
“I’ve never known them so happy,” Naomi said. “Never known them so eager to work, either. And they’re
“Naomi,” said Rollison, firmly, “you have always known more than you’ve admitted.”
“Nothing that I believed could affect the case,” Naomi said. “But yes—I did, Richard.” She had never used his Christian name before. “I guessed for instance that Guy Slatter was the father of Anne Miller’s child. She never disclosed that, though she hated him and hated Sir Douglas. I guessed, too, that she had intercepted the letter, and was at my wits end to know how to shield her.
“Yes,” said Rollison, and told her what Grice had said.
“I’m so very glad,” said Naomi. “So deeply grateful, too. When it began, of course, Keith and George Brown knew Guy was a profligate, and could prove it. They believed that to avoid disclosure, Guy could use his influence with his uncle to renew the lease. Afterwards—”
“You should have told the police,” said Rollison sternly. “Oh, I did,” said Naomi unhappily. “And it was in the letter I wrote to you that Anne intercepted.”
“I see,” Rollison said heavily, and stood up. As he looked down at her, his gaze was kindly and understanding. “How is Douglas this morning. Do you know?”
“I’m told he’s recovered from the shock, and I’m going to see him soon,” Naomi said. “I can only hope that this new shock won’t cause a serious relapse.”
Naomi telephoned Rollison, later, to say that Sir Douglas had taken the blow well.
And Grice telephoned, also, to say that Iris Jay had been found, safe but in hiding, and that Bensoni had confessed complicity but blamed the murders on to Guy and the foreman ganger : sorting the details out was only a matter of time.
And in time, Bensoni was tried and found guilty and sentenced to life imprisonment.
So was the foreman, whom Rollison saw for the first time when he went to give evidence at the trial.
And a little later, Rollison went to a very different ceremony, with Angela and Gwendoline Fell, with twenty- five girls including Anne Miller, and with Naomi Smith—who, on that day, married Sir Douglas Slatter. She had solved the problem of the noise and his studies very simply indeed.
Sir Douglas now had his study on the other side of the house, where no children cried.
The End
