"It's ingenious enough," said the barrister; "but why should Moreland murder Whyte? What motive had he?"
"Those papers—"
"Pshaw! another idea of Gorby's," said Calton, angrily. "How do you know there were any papers?"
The fact is, Calton did not intend Kilsip to know that Whyte really had papers until he heard what Fitzgerald had to tell him.
"And another thing," said Calton, resuming his walk, "if your theory is correct, which I don't think it is, what became of Whyte's coat? Has Moreland got it?"
"No, he has not," answered the detective, decisively.
"You seem very positive about it," said the lawyer, after a moment's pause. "Did you ask Moreland about it?"
A reproachful look came into Kilsip's white face.
"Not quite so green," he said, forcing a smile. "I thought you'd a better opinion of me than that, Mr. Calton. Ask him?—no."
"Then how did you find out?"