“All right, then; will sometime this afternoon be good?”

“Yes, fine.”

“Say, four o’clock?”

“That’s fine. I have your address.”

“I’ll see you at four, then.” He hung up.

Stone hung up, too, and sighed. How did he get roped into this?

16

THE SOLICITOR’S OFFICE WAS IN PONT Street, near Harrod’s, and Stone was on time. So was Julian Wainwright; Stone was shown immediately into his office.

“Been over here long?” Wainwright asked, showing him to a chair.

“Just a few days,” Stone said.

“Known Sarah long?”

“We knew each other when she lived in New York.”

“Forgive me, I’m just trying to understand why she sent you to receive this news.”

“I thought I explained that on the phone,” Stone said. “She’s busy making funeral arrangements, and, of course, she’s upset about the events of last weekend.”

“Ah, yes,” Wainwright said, shuffling some papers on his desk. “Well, I expect you’ll want to know the contents of James Cutler’s will.”

“That’s why I’m here,” Stone reminded him.

“It’s like this,” Wainwright said. “James left bequests to Eton College, Magdelan College at Oxford, to Oxfam—that’s a large charity over here—and to his club, the Athenaeum. The total of those was three hundred thousand pounds.” He paused, seeming to have a hard time reading the neatly typed document before him.

“Go on,” Stone said.

“The remainder of his estate, James left to Sarah Buckminster.” He took a deep breath and sighed.

“You seem in some way unhappy about this,” Stone said.

“I must tell you, I counseled James against it. He came in to make a will which would take effect on his marriage to Sarah. We went over everything very carefully, the full list of his assets. I was quite all right with it all, but when he came back to sign the will, after it had been typed, he noted that the will would take effect on their marriage, and, rather offhandedly, he asked that it be changed to have immediate effect. When I questioned this, he said, ‘Oh, hell, I’m marrying the girl in a few months’ time, just do as I ask.’ So I had the page retyped, and he signed it.”

“Was the will properly attested to and witnessed?”

“Of course,” Wainwright replied, sounding offended.

“Are you satisfied that the will represents his true intentions at the time he made it?”

“As unwise as his intentions may have been, yes.”

“Then I don’t see any problem.”

“You’ve read this morning’s papers?”

“The Times and the Independent.”

“Not the tabloids?”

“They don’t have the tabloids at the Connaught.”

“Well, they’ve as much as accused Sarah of murdering James for his money.”

“Then I should think she’d have a very good libel suit against the tabloids,” Stone said.

“Quite,” Wainwright replied.