The face of Inspector Aylesbury grew very red.
“I had deferred looking for the bullet,” he explained, “as the case was already as clear as daylight. Probably Mr. Harley has discovered it.”
“I have,” said Harley, shortly.
“Is it the regulation bullet?” asked Wessex.
“It is. I found it embedded in one of the yew trees.”
“There you are!” exclaimed Aylesbury. “There isn’t the ghost of a doubt.”
Wessex looked at Harley in undisguised perplexity.
“I must say, Mr. Harley,” he admitted, “that I have never met with a clearer case.”
“Neither have I,” agreed Harley, cheerfully. “I am going to ask Inspector Aylesbury to return here after nightfall. There is a little experiment which I should like to make, and which would definitely establish my case.”
“Your case?” said Aylesbury.