“I have no doubt of that,” said Crewe.
“As of course you know, from the inspector, Mr. Brett is engaged from time to time on very important business of a confidential nature for the Government. He has often been away for three weeks at a time without sending me as much as a postcard.”
“On what day did he go away?” asked Crewe.
“On Thursday last—Thursday morning. It was on Friday night that Mr. Lumsden was killed, was it not?”
“It was on Friday night that his body was discovered,” said Crewe.
“A dreadful crime,” she continued.
“Did Mr. Brett leave by train?” he asked.
“Yes—that is, as far as I know. Oh, of course he must have gone by train. He only took a light suitcase with him, so I do not expect he will be away very long.”
There was a pause during which she did some earnest thinking.
“Perhaps you would like to look at Mr. Brett’s rooms?”