"Then you remember that much?"
"No, I don't remember it. But when they began to investigate through the post-office, I knew my own signature when I saw it."
"With no chance of mistake, or forgery?"
"It was my own signature."
"And you don't even remember getting the letter?"
"I've gone back over that day with draghooks. I've thought over it all night at a stretch, but I can't get one clear idea of what I did."
The force of the situation was at last coming home to me.
"And they're holding you responsible for the disappearance of that letter?"
"Good God, I'm holding myself responsible for it! It's been hanging over me for nearly a month. And I can't stand much more of it!"
"Then let's go back to possibilities. Have you ever checked them over?"