“Well, Doctor?” he grunted.
The Doctor shook his head
“Poor fellow—straight through the heart.”
“Were there any powder marks?” queried Miss Cornelia.
“No—and the clothing was not burned. He was apparently shot from some little distance—and I should say from above.”
The detective received this information without the change of a muscle in his face. He turned to Beresford—resuming his attack on Dale from another angle.
“Beresford, did Fleming tell you why he came here tonight?”
Beresford considered the question.
“No. He seemed in a great hurry, said Miss Ogden had telephoned him, and asked me to drive him over.”
“Why did you come up to the house?”