"What sort of a person is Mustapha?"
"Lord Wilmersley brought him back with him when he returned from the East. He had the greatest confidence in him," said the vicar.
"Do you know what his fellow-servants think of him," inquired Cyril, addressing the coroner.
"He kept very much to himself. I fancy he is not a favourite, but no one has actually said anything against him."
"Insular prejudice!" cried the vicar. "How few of us are able to overcome our inborn British suspicion of the foreigner!"
"Now will you examine the library?" asked the coroner. "See, here is his lordship's desk. There are the drawers in which the £300 were found, and yet any one could have picked that lock."
"Where does that door lead to?"
"Into Lord Wilmersley's bedroom, the window of which is also provided with iron bars."
"And that room has no exit but this?"
"None, my lord. If the murderer came from outside, he must have got in through one of these windows, which are the only ones in this wing which have no protection, and this one was found ajar—but it may have been used only as an exit, not as an entrance."