And, as I lie in bed that night looking out into the starless sky, I think about that shadow on my guardian's face. The sadness has been there since the day I met Sidney Grice and I cannot imagine it will ever go away.

The poor, I am told, are kind to each other but that is because they have nothing to lose,' he said. 'The rich cannot afford to be.

You are hiding something from me, I say and Sidney Grice shakes his head. 'No,' he tells me quietly. 'I am hiding a great many things'.

We do not serve spirits to the ladies.''As you have probably guessed, I am not a lady

Where are your clothes? And do not pretend you do not know. I can accept that you may not know if you killed a man, but every girl always knows where her clothes are.

The best lies are always flavoured with the truth but if the substance is rotten, it will stink no matter how much you try to disguise it.

The criminal mind is perverted and convoluted but almost invariably unimaginative,'he said as Molly came out in a fluster