He paused, gazing straight in front of him, ejecting smoke from his lips in staccatoed puffs. Then he continued:
"He said that he had recently made a will, which was lying with his solicitor, and he gave me certain additional instructions as to the disposal of his property."
"Did he seem quite normal?" enquired Malcolm Sage, adding a pair of formidable fangs to his reptile.
"He was calm and confident. At parting he told me I should be the first to know the result."
"Have you any reason to believe that Professor McMurray had enemies?" Malcolm Sage enquired.
"None," was the reply, uttered in a tone of deep conviction, accompanied by a deliberate wagging of the head.
"He was confident of the success of his experiments?"
"Absolutely."
"And you?"
"I had no means of knowing," was the reply.