Lynley knew Havers' ah. I spend my lifetelling clients to keep their mouths shut in the presence of thepolice. She said, All's not right withyour world. Suggests it doesn't make sense for me to godriving back and forth 'cross London when you're .
well, the constable supposed she'd be called agoverness although the family didn't call her that. She did not comeinto my mind before then: before Raphael Robson became, virtually, myfull time instructor and companion. I should have known then. You see't there, luv? On the top shelf? Go' to eatit 'fore it goes off.
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