“Precisely so, sir,” the detective agreed.
“But, all the same, I don't think it was.”
“Neither do I, sir.”
Francis smiled slightly.
“Shopland,” he said, “if there is no further external evidence to be collected, I suggest that there is only one person likely to prove of assistance to you.”
“And that one person, sir?”
“Miss Daisy Hyslop.”
“The young lady whom I have already seen?”
Francis nodded.
“The young lady whom you have already seen,” he assented. “At the same time, Mr. Shopland, we must remember this. If Miss Hyslop has any knowledge of the facts which are behind Mr. Bidlake's murder, it is more likely to be to her interest to keep them to herself, than to give them away to the police free gratis and for nothing. Do you follow me?”