“Where did you pack it?” French asked.
“In packing-shed next door,” the man replied, after an interrogatory glance at his chief.
“Come in and see the place,” Mr. Fogden suggested, and they moved to a smaller room, the next in the series.
“You packed it in here,” French went on. “Now tell me, did you close up the crate here?”
“Yes, as soon as the duplicator was properly in I got the lid on. I always do.”
“Got the lid on and made it fast?”
“Yes, nailed it down.”
“And was the crate despatched that same day?”
“No,” Mr. Fogden intervened. “The dates show that it lay here that night. It was sent out the following day.”
“Ah, that’s what I want to get at,” said French. “Now where did it lie all night?”