Tincerton gaped at him.
“You heard me, I think,” said Alleyn. “Who murdered Lord Wutherwood?”
“I don’t know. I don’t know anything about it.”
“You know he must have been killed by some one in this flat”
“The nurse said so.”
“It was so. Very well, then. You understand that if you can prove it was impossible for you to have stabbed Lord Wutherwood through his eye into his brain, you had better do so.”
“But I said — I said I was downstairs when he was still calling her ladyship. I said so.”
“How am I to know that is true?”
“Mr. Giggle will have heard. He knew I was behind him. Ask Mr. Giggle.”
“I have asked him. He doesn’t remember hearing Lord Wutherwood call a second time.”