Tomorrow morning, if you can," said the doctor, rising.
"Very good.

Send word to the coroner at once, Perkins.

Don't go yourself.
I shall want you here," said Mr.Flexen.
He shook hands with the doctor and bade him good-day.

As Inspector Perkins went out of the room to send word to the coroner, he bade him send Elizabeth Twitcher to him.
She was not long coming, for, in obedience to Olivia's injunction, she was engaged in learning what the other servants knew, or thought they knew, about the murder.
When she came into the dining-room, Mr.Flexen's keen eyes examined her with greater care than he had given to the other servants.

On Jane Pittaway's showing, she should prove an important witness.