Observing now that the bed was undisturbed in its arrangement, I remarked, “He had not retired, then?”
“No; the tragedy must be ten hours old. Time for the murderer to have studied the situation and provided for all contingencies.”
“The murderer? Whom do you suspect?” I whispered.
He looked impassively at the ring on my finger.
“Every one and nobody. It is not for me to suspect, but to detect.” And dropping the curtain into its former position he led me from the room.
The coroner’s inquest being now in session, I felt a strong desire to be present, so, requesting Mr. Gryce to inform the ladies that Mr. Veeley was absent from town, and that I had come as his substitute, to render them any assistance they might require on so melancholy an occasion, I proceeded to the large parlor below, and took my seat among the various persons there assembled.
FOOTNOTE:
[A] For those who are interested in the details of this affair, the following diagram is given:
1. Library table. 2. Chair. 3. Passageway. 4. Bed. 5. Shaving stand.