‘Could you see the color of the bandit’s hair?’
‘It was blond.’
‘Anything unusual about him?’
‘No. Except that he was constantly clearing his throat in a peculiar manner,’ replied Taylor.
‘Left- or right-handed?’
‘Why—I’m not sure. Right-handed, though, I think.’
‘This has gone far enough, Taylor,’ said Fordney sharply. ‘The robbery was obviously framed by you.’
[How did Fordney know Taylor had faked the hold-up?]
28
Accidental Death
Returning to town late one night, Professor Fordney was driving along an unfrequented road when the sight of a motor-cycle policeman examining a car in a ditch caused him to stop and offer his services. Joining the policeman, he found that a man, obviously the driver, had been thrown through the windshield and was lying about six feet from the car.