“Why are you so interested in Mr. Okasaki?” he inquired.
“I will answer your question by another. Why was he so interested in the Ko-Katana?”
“That is hardly what I told you, Mr. Brett. He professed to be interested in the crime itself. But now I come to think of it, he did ask me to let him see the thing.”
“And did you?”
“Yes; I wanted all the information I could get.”
“My position exactly. Let us go to Scotland Yard.”
The famous Black Museum has so often been the subject of articles in the public press that no detailed description is needed here. It contains, in glass cases, or hanging on the walls, a weird collection of articles famous in the annals of crime. It is not open to the public, and Brett, who had not seen the place before, examined its relics with much curiosity.
The detective exhibited a pardonable pride in some of them, but his companion damped his enthusiasm by saying:
“This is a depressing sight.”
“In what way?”