"Hold on. That woman I saw in the motor car may have done the deed. It was a woman's shawl, remember, that was used to stifle Armour. She smoked too, and being light, could have climbed the trellis, so that----"
"Yes, yes, but there's usually a woman in every case, and where a woman is a man is certain to be found. Captain Kyles, on the authority of the word, the shawl, and the cigarette, knows this woman and this yacht, therefore, he must have something to do with the crime, as she has. I believe they are accomplices."
"Why not see Captain Kyles, since he is in Tarhaven?
"What, and have him deny everything? Not me, doctor. I'm not sufficiently sure of my facts, sir. I'll go to Pierside on a selling excursion, and spy round that yacht. If I can get speech with the woman of the Lagonda tri-car, I'll shove the shawl under her eyes----"
"The shawl----?"
"I got it from Armour."
"But he had no right to part with it."
"I daresay," rejoined Kind dryly, "but he fancies that Trent will fire him out of the Force, and expecting money from you, on behalf of Herries, he is willing to do anything to save his own position."
"Well," said Browne, rising and glancing at his watch, "it's a chance that something may come of the matter. If you want me, send along and I'll come if I can."
"No. You make some excuse and call at the 'Moated Hall,' so as to keep an eye on Kyles and Miss Tedder."