“Bleached,” was the short reply.
“Exactly!”
Nick took more red hairs from his pocketbook.
“I find,” he said, “that these are from a wig.”
“Where did you get those?”
“In room forty-three, last night. They were in the brush and on the collar of the coat the murderer wore.”
“And these hairs were found in this room?”
“There on the carpet.”
“And that means——”