Some lesser annals of crime proceed from Molly Lefebure's five year tenure of a position many found ""most unsuitable""- she found fascinating- as secretary to Keith Simpson, the Home Office pathologist. With sangfroid and considerable curiosity, she made the rounds of public mortuaries, assisted at autopsies, and this is a sketchy s-morgues-bord of cases as they picked up the, pieces, and often put them together again. Her first ""proper"" murder, that of an elderly lady, led on to many sordid crimes- under sordid conditions; a prostitute the victim of her lover as well as occupational disease; the ""wigwam"" murder of a girl whose arm- sticking out of a mound on a ridge- beckoned to the constabulary; a particularly interesting reconstruction of a body- a life- and a death- some fifteen months after the fact when the remains led the police to assume an air raid casualty. Famous figures, Fabian, Cherrill, Sir Bernard Spilsbury, circulate here- and there are her own interim notes on the war, on her friends, and finally her retirement- to marry.... The cases themselves are not, criminally or speculatively, as interesting as many which are collected and documented, but they take a more lively turn here.