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"It may have been extinguished by Musard, who tried to stop the flow of blood while Mrs. Heredith was dying." "He would have mentioned it to you. It is my intention to ask him, but my own opinion is that we are faced with a different explanation." "What is that?" "The presence of another person in the room."
The feeling that he was face to face with one of the deepest mysteries of his career acted as an irresistible call to Colwyn's intellect. He consulted the leaves of his engagement book. "Yes, I will come," he said. Phil glanced at his watch. "I am afraid we can hardly catch the last train to Heredith," he said. "We will drive down in my car," said Colwyn. "Please excuse me for a few moments."
It was apparent to those about him that his recollection of the events which had brought about his illness had not yet returned. Nature had, for the time being, soothed his stricken brain with temporary oblivion. Then one day the change that Miss Heredith anticipated and feared came on him as swiftly as a dream.
Musard was relieved by their return, though his impassive face did not reveal his feelings. Miss Heredith left the room with Tufnell, taking the jewel-case with her. Musard met the young men at the threshold. The tall young officer with the sunburnt face, Major Gardner, informed Musard that they had completed a search of the house from top to bottom, but had found nothing.
She was always very nervous of fire-arms." "That is quite true," murmured Miss Heredith. "A jealous woman forgets her fears," said the detective rather maliciously. "She didn't stop to think of that when she wanted to use the revolver." "And where did she get it from?" asked Phil quickly. Caldew shrugged his shoulders, but remained silent.
"Is it in the safe?" "No," replied Miss Heredith. "It is in Violet's room, in her jewel-case." "Well, as Mrs. Heredith will be alone in the house to-night, I think it would be wise if you locked it in the safe," said Musard. "There are many servants in the house." "I think that is quite unnecessary, Vincent. Our servants are all trustworthy."
The meal was a slight and silent one. Phil kept a host's courteous eye on his guest's needs, but showed no inclination for conversation, and Colwyn was not the man to talk for talking's sake. When they had finished Phil asked the butler which room Mr. Colwyn was to occupy. "Miss Heredith has had the room next to Sir Philip's prepared, sir." "No doubt you are tired, Mr.
"It is hard for Phil, a Heredith, to remain behind when all young Englishmen are fighting for their beloved land," she said softly, her eyes fixed upon these obsolete pieces of ordnance. "He comes of a line of great warriors. However," she went on, in a more resolute tone, "Phil has his duties to fulfil, in spite of his infirmity. We all have our duties, thank God. Good-bye, Captain Nepcote.
Almost as much as the effect of the murder did she fear the result of this second revelation on her nephew. The knowledge that the person accused of killing his wife was a girl who had lived in his own home for years was bound to have an additionally injurious effect on his strange and sensitive temperament. Nobody knew that temperament better than Miss Heredith.
"Anyone would think I mean that there is not the slightest idea in our minds that Miss Heredith at least, I meant to say " Captain Stanhill floundered badly as he realized that his remarks were capable of a terrible interpretation which he did not intend, and broke off abruptly. "I am very glad that Superintendent Merrington has asked these questions," said Miss Heredith coldly.
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