“No.”

“Is the clothing which he had on that night at your flat?”

“It is in his room there. But, Mr. Carter, for what purpose are you asking all these questions? What do you suspect?”

“I can’t tell you now.”

“You can trust me. I hate Dick Darwin so that I would help you to send him to prison.”

“Would you do that?”

“I swear I would do it!”

“I am afraid——”

“Afraid I wouldn’t?”

“Yes.”