“By the door leading into the hall, I think.”
“Which side of the door?”
“How can I tell?” the man asked piteously. “I was too—nervous. . . . But I think it was on the right-hand side of the door.”
“The right-hand side when entering or leaving the room?”
“As you go out.”
“That would be where the bookcase stands?”
“Yes.”
Vance appeared satisfied.
“Now, there’s the question of the gun,” he said. “Why did you take it to Miss St. Clair?”
“I was a coward,” the man replied. “I was afraid they might find it at my apartment. And I never imagined she would be suspected.”