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Won't you go inside?" His voice was the best part of him; soft and gentle, with a cultivated accent which suggested that the speaker had known a different environment at some time or other. "Show us into a private room," said Mr. Cromering.
Apparently the murderer realised that his knife was too broad for the purpose, and turned it the other way, so as to make sure of penetrating the ribs and reaching the heart." "Does not that suggest a rather unusual knowledge of human anatomy on the murderer's part?" asked Mr. Cromering. "I do not think so. Anybody can tell how far apart the human ribs are by feeling them."
He nodded briefly to Colwyn, and looked inquiringly at the chief constable. "Mr. Colwyn has discovered some fresh facts in the Glenthorpe murder, Galloway," explained Mr. Cromering. "I sent for you in order that you might hear what they are." "What sort of facts?" asked Galloway, with a quick glance at the detective. "That is what Mr. Colwyn proposes to explain to us."
"But he hasn't." "Sir Henry says the bleeding was largely internal," remarked Mr. Cromering. "That would account for the absence of any tell-tale marks on the bed-clothes." "He was too clever to wash his hands when he came back," grumbled Galloway, turning to the washstand and examining the towels. "He's a cool customer." "I notice that the candle in the candlestick is a wax one," said Colwyn.
For that reason, the direction of the blow suggested Charles as the murderer." "I am afraid I do not follow you there," said Mr. Cromering. "Charles had a malformed right hand; his left hand was his only serviceable one. The blow that killed Mr. Glenthorpe struck me at the time as a left-handed blow.
"It seems a strange thing for a young man of Ronald's position to have rubber heels affixed to his boots," remarked Mr. Cromering. "I was under the impression that they were an economical device of the working classes. But perhaps he found them useful to save his feet from jarring." "We shall find them useful to hang him," responded Galloway curtly. "Let us proceed to the pit, gentlemen.
"It is easy to see, Sir Henry, that the wound was made by a thin-bladed knife, but why do you think it was also round-headed?" asked Superintendent Galloway. "Might it not have been a sharp-pointed one?" "Or even a dagger?" suggested Mr. Cromering. "Certainly not a dagger. The ordinary dagger would have made a wider perforation with a corresponding increase in the blood-flow.
A police constable in the outer office took in their names. He speedily returned with the message that the chief constable would be glad to see them, and would they step this way, please. Following in his wake, they were conducted along a passage and into a large comfortably furnished room, where Mr. Cromering was writing at a small table placed near a large fire.
Mr. Cromering took the advice and wrote to Colwyn, offering to mention his name in a preface to The Jurassic Deposits if he succeeded in recovering the missing manuscript.
The chief constable is with him." "Do you mean Mr. Cromering, from Norwich?" asked Colwyn. The policeman nodded. "He came over here by the morning train," he explained. "Very good. I know Mr. Cromering well. Will you please take this card to the chief constable and say that I should be glad of the favour of a short interview?
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