'What are you doing here Miss Buchanan?'
'The same as you,' Lorna said. 'Lady Stanhope asked me to make some investigations into Mr Findhorn's death.'
'You're a woman!' Caswell said.
'I know,' Lorna said sweetly. 'And you're a man.'
'Women don't know anything about this sort of thing,'
'And men are born with all the investigatory skills, I suppose,' Lorna was still upset at Margaret not being at school and Caswell's attitude was not helping.
'This type of work is not suited to women,' Caswell did not attempt politeness.
'He's rather out of humour this morning,' Margaret murmured.
Lorna thought she had better change the direction of the conversation. She pointed to the pool. 'Is this where Mr Findhorn's body was found?'
'It is,' Caswell confirmed reluctantly.
'Could you describe t
