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I did not consider what would follow the interview. That would arrange itself. "I had started and turned the car I was already going fast when I heard the sound of a shot in front of me, to the right. "Instantly I stopped the car. My first wild thought was that Manderson was shooting at me. Then I realized that the noise had not been close at hand.

I turned to the other things that had roused my attention that evening. The lie about my "persuading him to go for a moonlight run". What was the intention of that? Manderson, I said to myself, will be returning without me while I am on my way to Southampton. What will he tell them about me? How account for his returning alone, and without the car?

But not only was the man concerned to leave no footmarks of his own: he was concerned to leave Manderson's, if any; his whole plan, if my guess was right, must have been directed to producing the belief that Manderson was in the place that night. Moreover, his plan did not turn upon leaving footmarks. He meant to leave the shoes themselves, and he did so.

My honour and my liberty had been plotted against with detestable treachery. I did not consider what would follow the interview. That would arrange itself. 'I had started and turned the car, I was already going fast toward White Gables, when I heard the sound of a shot in front of me, to the right. 'Instantly I stopped the car. My first wild thought was that Manderson was shooting at me.

Manderson would see him on a matter of urgent importance. Mrs. Manderson would see Mr. Trent. She walked to a mirror, looked into the olive face she saw reflected there, shook her head at herself with the flicker of a grimace, and turned to the door as Trent was shown in. His appearance, she noted, was changed.

So strong had been the influence of the unquestioned assumption that it was Manderson who was present that night, that neither I nor, so far as I know, any one else had noted the point. Martin had not seen the man's face; nor had Mrs. Manderson. Mrs. She hardly could have done, as I shall show presently.

One after another came into my mind; I need not trouble to remember them now. Each had its own futilities and perils; but every one split upon the fact or what would be taken for fact that I had induced Manderson to go out with me, and the fact that he had never returned alive.

'They call it the library, said the inspector. 'Manderson used to do his writing and that in here; passed most of the time he spent indoors here. Since he and his wife ceased to hit it off together, he had taken to spending his evenings alone, and when at this house he always spent 'em in here. He was last seen alive, as far as the servants are concerned, in this room.

My Dear Molloy: This is in case I don't find you at your office. I have found out who killed Manderson, as this despatch will show. That was my problem; yours is to decide what use to make of it.

For instance, continued the inspector with an air of unconcern, 'Manderson himself had one, the double of this. I found it in one of the top drawers of the desk downstairs, and it's in my overcoat pocket now. 'Aha! so you were going to keep that little detail to yourself. 'I was, said the inspector; 'but as you've found one revolver, you may as well know about the other.