CHAPTER 16On Monday morning Chief Inspector Lamb interviewed Miss Lily Ammon, typist and stenographer, a little creature with a turned-up nose and wiry dark hair in a frizz. She looked as if she had been crying, and Lamb, who had three daughters of his own, thought the better of her for it. He had her statement in his hand and took her through it—the lunch with Mary Stokes—the meeting with Joe Turnberry—the scene in the tea-shop.
“You knew her pretty well?”
“Oh, yes, sir. She used to work where I am till she got into Mr. Thompson’s office.”
“Friends—eh?”
“Oh, yes, sir.”
Nice little thing—rather taking. Little earnest way with her—pretty voice. He wondered what she had in common with Mary Stokes.
Lily was going on.
“Of course we didn’t see so much of each other after she went to Mr.
