"You'll have to go into that pretty deeply.

But the inside of the Cathedral's like a rabbit-warren, and whoever threw the man through that doorway no doubt knew how to slip away unobserved.

Now, you'll have to remove the body to the mortuary, of course--but just let me fetch Dr.Ransford first.
I'd like some other medical man than myself to see him before he's moved--I'll have him here in five minutes." He turned away through the bushes and emerging upon the Close ran across the lawns in the direction of the house which he had left not twenty minutes before.

He had but one idea as he ran--he wanted to see Ransford face to face with the dead man--wanted to watch him, to observe him, to see how he looked, how he behaved.

Then he, Bryce, would know--something.
But he was to know something before that.