“The consequences of our not being able to find him would be much more serious for you than for me,” remarked Mr. Merritt, quietly.
“Now, Mrs. Atkins,” resumed the Coroner, “can you say in what particular Mr. Brown differs from this dead man?”
“Oh, they’re a good deal alike,” she replied, fluently,—but I noticed that she did not look in the direction of the corpse,—“only Mr. Brown’s younger, and not so heavy, and his nose is different. Still, the man does resemble Mr. Brown surprisingly. It gave me quite a shock when I first saw him.” It certainly had, only I wondered if that were the true explanation.
“Please tell us what you did yesterday.”
“I went out in the morning and I came home at about half-past five.”
“What were you doing during all that time?”
“Oh, several things; I called on some friends and did some errands.”
“Your husband has been out of town, I hear?”
“Yes.”