As he said this Nick Carter was moving slowly down the path, taking care not to step upon or in any way obliterate whatever marks may have been there.
The grounds extended toward the river a distance of six or seven hundred feet, in fact nearly to the railroad tracks.
For half this distance the blood drops were visible and then they ceased.
The reason for their so doing was suggested by the marks left by the wheels of a garden barrow, one of those two-wheeled affairs seen in the grounds of the wealthy who employ professional gardeners.
Without a word Nick followed the tracks of the wheels until the limit of Mr. Field’s grounds was reached.
Here the barrow was found.
As might be expected, the inside of it was smeared with blood.
Barnes was a man of a great deal of good, sound, common sense, and he quickly reached and expressed a conclusion.
“From the point where the wheel tracks were seen the body was brought in this barrow to this point.”
“That certainly is what would appear to have been the case. In short, it is as plain as the nose on your face.”