“Palmer’s daughter—Penelope—told Whitestone she wanted to have the child, that she would wait for him to get a divorce and marry her.”

“And how did Whitestone feel about that?”

“He was very willing, and he told her so in no uncertain terms.”

“Is that what happened?”

“Alas, no. Penelope was terribly frightened of what her father would do if he found out about her pregnancy, and, of course, she could hardly conceal it for long.”

“So she had an abortion?”

“Abortion was legal at the time, but she was afraid to go to a clinic, for fear that the gutter press would find out. She knew her father was planning a political career, and she was afraid the news would ruin his chances. He was going to run for a Conservative seat in the district where his country home was. It was a very conservative district—with a small C—you see.”

“So, what did she do?”

“She had a friend who was a medical student, and she confided in him. He had seen a D & C performed, and even though he had not performed one himself, he agreed to do the procedure. A bank holiday weekend was coming up, and they borrowed a country cottage outside Cambridge. He brought the necessary instruments and performed the abortion on Friday evening, then stayed with her through the night to be sure she was all right.

“The following morning, after she assured him that she was fine, he left her and went back to London to see his boyfriend—he was gay. As it turned out, he had perforated her uterus, and an infection ensued. She grew very ill, and he had not left her with an antibiotic—a stupid omission on his part.

“The boy returned on Sunday evening to find her in extremis. He took her to a casualty ward at the nearest hospital and told the physician there what had happened, but she died later that night. That incident is what informed Palmer’s hatred of Whitestone.”

“I can understand that,” Stone said, “but why is Prior involved?”

“The boy was thrown out of medical school and arrested and tried for manslaughter. He received a light sentence—two years—but, of course, his future as a physician was ruined. Then he was raped and murdered in prison.”

“Jesus.”

“Yes. I don’t believe I mentioned that the boy was Prior’s son.”

Stone hardly knew what to say.

“So,” Hackett added, “there were two bereaved and aggrieved fathers who blamed Whitestone for the loss of their children.”

“But he had no part in the girl’s decision to seek an abortion?”

“None whatever. He was as stricken as the two fathers. Palmer was his senior at MI-6, and influential. Whitestone left, unceremoniously, and disappeared.”

“Is that when Lord Wight came into the story?”

“Yes. Whitestone was a friend of Wight’s daughter, a painter, and had previously impressed Wight, who took him in, so to speak. Whitestone took to business very quickly, and the relationship turned out to be very profitable for both of them.”