Orton mouthed the words with devilish delight and I had all I could do to keep my hands off of him. But McKelvie paid no heed to our feelings.
"Go on, man," he said with growing impatience. "Don't repeat what I know already."
"You said that you wanted to hear everything that was spoken," grumbled Orton.
"Yes, so I did. Only hustle along and get it out. Was that all he said?" demanded McKelvie.
"No. He said something else. I remarked that a broker ought to know how to play fast and loose, and he replied: 'Yes, and other things, too, eh? Mr. Davies doesn't know it yet, but he has done me the very greatest service by coming here to-night. See that the windows are properly locked and then go to bed.' As I locked the windows I could hear him laughing to himself, and he was still laughing when I closed the door behind me."
"What did you think he meant to convey by those words of his?" asked McKelvie.
"I thought he might be referring to the fact that now he had good grounds for divorce. I believe he was tired of Mrs. Darwin," replied Orton.
"You are sure that Mr. Darwin was alone at eleven-thirty?" continued McKelvie, after a slight pause.
"Yes, absolutely alone," responded Orton. "There was no place where anyone could hide. I examined the window hangings as I locked up."
"What about the safe?"