He addressed himself to John: "Mr. Cavendish, I should like your consent to a postmortem."
"Mr. Cavendish I would like permission to conduct an autopsy."
He didn't even think to ask for an autopsy.
I don't think there's a legitimate reason for it at all.
A man and his boss are eating lunch.
The man is at home eating a sandwich.
The items have not changed but the counters have.
La Desirade is bustling and busy.
Two men watch children look at microscopic things.