"I have an idea, Miss Drew," replied Hannasyde deliberately, "that that man is dead."
Neville blinked at him. "Did - did I kill him?" he asked in an anxious voice.
"Someone killed him," said Hannasyde, looking searchingly at him.
"Who was he?" Sally demanded.
"His name was Charles Carpenter. He was present at Greystones on the night of the murder, and was murdered yesterday evening between the hours of 9.30 and 10.00."
"How do you know he was present at Greystones?"
"His finger-prints were discovered, Miss Drew."
"Oh! Known to the police, was he?"
"How acute!" said Neville admiringly. "I should never have thought of that."
"Yes, he was known to the police," said Hannasyde. "But before the police could interrogate him he was killed - as Ernest Fletcher was killed."