“Nothing that I see except we have to find how the murderer escaped.”
“A hot day in summer, and all the windows close fastened. Well, perhaps he did not want the shot to be heard.”
“Are you suggesting suicide?”
“Why not? Oh, I see, you are thinking of the telephone message. Still, we must not eliminate the possibility at present.”
“Door locked on the inside, and no trace of the second person.”
“Of course, the walls and floor will have to be examined,” said Sinclair.
“Of course, and the ceiling and chimney. Well, that’s all here, and we had better get the doctor and remove the body.”
“Wrap those glasses and decanter and syphon carefully up for finger prints,” said Collins.
Sinclair turned scarlet.
“I am most awfully sorry. I ought to have known better, but this thing upset me rather. While you were grovelling on the floor I helped myself to a little whisky—it was really unpardonable.”