"The murderer's fingers—stained——"
"If it is blood, Madame——"
"Yes, yes——"
"Then the murderer carried this figure back—after the murder——"
"Exactly. And he——"
She paused and then was suddenly silent, for Monsieur Matthieu, the Commissaire, appeared at the door of the studio. He came quickly forward, glancing at the denuded mannikin in the absurd pose of gesticulation into which they had put it. It seemed to be making a ribald gesture at the astonished Commissaire.
"You have left nothing to the imagination, I see, Madame." And then, "You have discovered something?" he asked.
"Perhaps," said Moira briefly. "You have been able to find some of the witnesses?"
"Yes, Madame. The most important. But it would give me pleasure to know——"
"In a moment, Monsieur. I am intent upon this problem. Perhaps we shall learn something. It is Monsieur Joubert that I wished to see particularly. He is a carpenter and lives in the court at the rear——"