"A month ago, Denby Chadwick was living with his uncle. According to Mrs. Birch, a disagreement ended that arrangement. Denby Chadwick has been back only occasionally since then. He has a pass key to the house. Here it is."
Davidson displayed the key, which had evidently been given to him by Denby Chadwick.
"I located Denby Chadwick in his Philadelphia office," continued Davidson, in his methodical manner. "That was at half past ten. He came here with me.
"Due to the fact that he had access to the house; that he had quarreled with his uncle; that he admitted ownership to a pair of gloves which were found on a downstairs table, I was naturally anxious to learn of all his activities between Saturday afternoon and this morning.
"That fact seems to have made an impression upon you newspapermen. While Denby Chadwick and I have been conferring here, you have been busy."
Davidson picked up a newspaper from the desk. It was an edition of a Philadelphia journal which bore the screaming headline:
Denby Chadwick Grilled In Uncle's Murder
"This has just arrived here," declared the detective. "In the meantime, Denby Chadwick has been phoning many sources. Half an hour ago, the last of his witnesses arrived. These people have testified in his behalf.
"I can now state, positively, that Denby Chadwick knew nothing of his uncle's death. I have the sworn affidavits of the testifiers. You may interview these people in turn; afterward, you may read their statements.
"Now that we have learned the facts, I feel that everything possible should be done to clear young Chadwick of any implied suspicion that may rest upon him."