"No; it has been taken to the Herne Arms for the inquest."
Mexton nodded, and brushed past the inspector on his way to the house. "I'll try and see Miss Link." he said quickly. "Poor girl, she will need some comfort. You have absolutely no clue?" he asked looking back.
"Absolutely none," returned Drek disconsolately. "The girl was found dead by Mr. Chaskin about midnight. I say, Mexton----"
"Well," said Paul impatiently, his hand on the doorknob.
"Tell me what Miss Link tells you."
"She may tell me nothing, Drek. However, I'll get all I can out of her, and do my best to aid you to catch the murderer of poor Milly Lester. And you?"
"I intend to question the servant," said Drek. "It seems she knows something; at least, she hinted as much to Warner here," and he indicated the policeman with a nod.
"H'm!" said Paul slowly. "So Eliza knows something. Drek, you tell me all that you get out of the servant, and I'll reveal the result of my examination of the mistress. Let us work together."
"I'm quite agreeable," said Drek, who knew the keen intelligence of Mexton, "but you must not put too much in your paper."
"You shall see everything in proof," cried Paul, and with a nod he vanished into the house.