“We ought to have made you do something connected with murders. Have a murder at the party tonight and make people solve it.” “No, thank you,” said Mrs. Oliver. “Never again.” “What do you mean, never again?” “Well, I did once, and it didn’t turn out much of a success,” said Mrs. Oliver. “But you’ve written lots of books,” said Joyce, “you make a lot of money out of them, don’t you?” “In a way,” said Mrs. Oliver, her thoughts flying to the Inland Revenue.