Chapter Nineteen
Gruffydd’s room – photographs and a medal – the scene of the crime
Charlie had often seen newspaper pictures of slums and rookeries, but the building Gruffydd lived in made most of those dilapidated nightmares look like mansions. For all that, Gladys assured him that the building was respectable and comparatively safe.
The landlord seemed set to refuse Gladys entry, until Charlie paid Gruffydd’s arrears. The matter thus cleared, they were led into Gruffydd’s flat. There was not a great deal there. A large wardrobe with squeaky hinges contained Gruffydd’s clothes—just his everyday clothes, his stage costumes remained at the Imperial. An ancient iron bedstead took up most of the rest of the space. The only other piece of furniture was a small table, on which was a washbow
