‘I forgot it.’
‘You found her?’
‘Yes. When I came to help her dress she—was—like that!’
‘Is Juan in his dressing-room now?’
‘I believe so.’
When Reynolds brought him into Claudia’s room, he dropped to his knees beside the dead girl.
‘My God! She’s killed herself!’
‘No, she hasn’t, young man. She was murdered,’ said the Professor.
[Why was he sure it was not suicide?]