“From the direction of the stairs.”
“And now about the voice over the 'phone—it wasn't Eames himself, you think?”
“Sure it wasn't. This sounded like an old chap with a cold in his head.”
“Wheezy?”
“More than that. Funniest voice—sort of muffled—I should know it again anywhere.”
“A disguised voice,” wrote the Chief Inspector.
“Had Eames any friends?”
“Never saw him speak to a soul.”
“Did any letters come for him?”
“Not a card.”