“I see.” He did not.
“I think it was probably mischievous on her part.”
“Oh, I see.” Now he did.
“But in any case, embarrassment was avoided by all because of Monica’s call to Sarah.”
“Good.”
“Do you think I could see Sarah? Is she up to it?”
“I suppose she is, but I’d rather no one who will be testifying tomorrow speak to her until after the inquest.”
“Would you tell her, then, that I asked after her and that I send my condolences?”
“Of course I will. I have one other question for you, Stone, and I would like this part of our conversation to be kept in the strictest confidence for the time being.”
“All right.”
“Are you aware that Sarah is James Cutler’s heir?”
“You mean she’s the beneficiary of his will?”
“Very nearly the sole beneficiary.”
“Is that sort of arrangement before a marriage common in this country?”
“It is not. I doubt if it is in the States, either.”
“In the States—or in New York, at least—they would be more likely to have a prenuptial agreement limiting Sarah’s benefits in the event of a divorce—or James’s, depending on Sarah’s circumstances.”
“Sarah’s circumstances are that she is a well-regarded painter with a nice income from her work, but she possesses no serious assets, except a long lease on her London flat. Whether she will inherit much from her father depends on the outcome of a number of lawsuits filed against him in connection with the collapse of an apartment building last year.”
“Was James particularly well off?”
“Let’s just say that Sarah is now the largest independent importer and distributor of wines in the United Kingdom, and she has widespread holdings in various French and Italian vineyards. She also now owns something upwards of a hundred and fifty wine shops and two hundred pubs. I doubt if she has much interest in running such a business, but it would bring a very large price if sold to one of the big wine and spirit conglomerates. Are you beginning to get my drift?”
“I believe I am,” Stone said.
Stone spent the remainder of the day reading more of Jane Austen in the library and joined the others for dinner, except Sarah, who dined in her room. Dinner was a quiet, almost somber affair, with little conversation. Everyone went to bed early, and Stone was not visited by anyone after retiring.
14
STONE LEFT THE HAMPSHIRE COUNTY Council building and found Monica waiting for him outside with the motor running. His baggage was already in the boot of the car, and he had said his good-byes to Lord and Lady Wight, but not to Sarah, who was still sequestered, pending her testimony to the coroner’s jury.
“How did it go?” Monica asked, putting the Aston Martin in gear and driving away.
“As planned, I think; Pickering seems to have everything well in hand.”
“I was surprised at how subdued he was when he questioned me,” she said. “He has a reputation as a tiger in court.”
“I think he went out of his way to give the impression that he was unconcerned about the outcome. He would not have wanted the coroner to think that he was defending Sarah of a charge.”
“Then he’s clever.”
“Yes, he is.”
“Did he need to be?”