"My name's Lester; if you doubt it, here's my card," I said, cutting him short. "Mr. Godfrey and I suspected something was wrong here. We looked into it and found much more than we bargained for."
"Who's Mr. Godfrey?"
"The man who sent your patrolman here."
"How did you get so dirty?"
"Uncovering the dead man in the cellar."
"And your hand seems to be wounded."
"Yes; Harriet Kingdon shot me before she hanged herself."
"She discovered you in the cellar?"
"Yes."
He looked at me a moment longer without speaking.