I shook my head. "No, I am inclined to believe that he hurt his finger with Cora's ring. Lee said his uncle was wearing it on his little finger and that he removed it hastily and handed it to him. It was probably tight for him, and so he bruised the finger," I said.
"Where's the diamond then?" asked Jones.
"It may have fallen out and the murderer may have found it," I returned. "Or better yet, Orton may have taken it. You know Lee flung the ring at his uncle."
"That's plausible, and I never liked the secretary's face, anyway. Whose was the blood-stained handkerchief?" continued Jones.
"Cora Manning's, because of the perfume which all her male friends seem to have adopted also," I remarked.
"Where did the second bullet go?"
"By the way, McKelvie, where did it go?" I inquired.
But he pretended not to hear me, so I said to Jones with a laugh, "Another blank. I have no idea where it went."
"Did McKelvie search the room?"
"With a magnifying glass. It's not there."