"—subsequent developments, e.g., the disappearance of the Poison Arrow, the introduction into the case of the ill-famed Jean Cladel, Ann Upcott's story of her visit to the treasure-room, and now the mystery of Mrs. Harlowe's pearl necklace, and the finding of the arrow, make out a prima facie case for inquiry."
Jim sprang to his feet in excitement.
"You have found the arrow, then?" he cried, glancing towards the door of Ann Upcott's bedroom.
"Not I, my friend," replied Hanaud with a grin.
"The Commissaire, then?"
"No, not the Commissaire."
"His secretary, then?"
Jim sat down again in his chair.
"I am sorry. He wears cheap rings. I don't like him."
Hanaud broke into a laugh of delight.