“But it is possible, isn’t it,” asked Nick, “that a man might have got in there and you not know it?”
“It might be, sir,” said Rawson, “but it isn’t likely.”
Nick turned away. The man had evidently given all the information he had.
He went back to Mrs. Constant, with no light shed on the mystery.
CHAPTER XIII.
POSSIBILITIES.
Nick had summoned his faithful aids, Chick, Ida, and Patsy, to meet him at his apartments on his arrival. He found them awaiting him when he got home, and, without waste of time, sat down to tell them the incidents of the new case they were engaged on.
“Of course,” he said, in conclusion, “you will see that in the occurrence of this murder, the poisoning of the dogs slips away into minor importance.
“Yet, if Mrs. Constant’s suspicions are correct, the same person is responsible for both.
“In that way, or that view of it, it becomes important to trace out that poisoning.”
“The thing stands this way, then,” said Chick. “If Mrs. Constant is right about the murder of her sister, she is right about the dogs; if she is wrong about the dogs, she is wrong about the murder.”