"We thought it wise to get a physician first of all," Graham said.
"You knew Howells never had a chance. You knew he had been murdered the moment you looked at him," Robinson burst out.
"We acted for the best," Graham answered.
His manner impressed silence on Katherine and Bobby.
"We'll see about that later," Robinson said with a clear threat. "If it doesn't inconvenience you too much we'll go up now."
In the upper hall he snatched the candle from the table.
"Which way?"
Katherine nodded to the old corridor and slipped to her room. Robinson stepped forward with the coroner at his heels. Bobby, Graham, and the doctor followed. Inside the narrow, choking passage Bobby saw the district attorney hesitate.
"What's the matter?" the doctor rumbled.
The district attorney went on without answering. He glanced at the broken lock.