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at you thought of Crosby Place,' he said.
'Oh, fine, fine. If Carradine the Third ever sees it he'll want to take it back with him and rebuild it in the Adirondacks somewhere.'
'If you write that book about Richard, he most certainly - will. He'll feel like a part-owner. What are you going to call it?'
'The book?' -'Yes.'
'I'm going to borrow a phrase from Henry Ford, and call it History Is The Bunk.'
'Excellent.'
'However, I'll have a lot more reading to do and a lot more research, before I can start writing.'
'Most assuredly you have. You haven't arrived yet at the real question.'
'What is that?'
'Who did murder the boys.'
'Yes, of course,'
'If the boys were alive when Henry took over the Tower what happened to them?'
'Yes. I'll get on to that. I still want to know why it was so important to Henry to hush up the contents of Titulus Regius.'
He got up to go, and then noticed the portrait that was lying on its face on the table. He reached over and restored the photograph to its original place, propping it with a concerned care against the pile of books.
'You stay there,' he said to the painted Richard. 'I'm going to put you back where you belong.'
As he went out of the door, Grant said:
'I've just thought of a piece of history which is not Tonypandy.'
'Yes?