The thought suddenly occurred to Morse that this would be a marvellous time to murder a few of the doddery old bachelor dons. No wives to worry about their whereabouts; no landladies to whine about the unpaid rents. In fact nobody would miss most of them at all.. . By the 16th of July the Master of Lonsdale was concerned but not yet worried. Dr Browne-Smith had passed through the porter's lodge at Approx. 8.15 a.m. on the morning of Friday 11th July. & nobody had heard from him since. Plenty of time to disappear thought Morse. & plenty of time too for someone to commit murder...