"You may think me a silly woman, Mr. Wittekind; but I'm not—not to the extent of an hysterical invention. Mr. Chayne has told me definitely that those two manuscripts came to your office, that the books were printed from them and that they were destroyed by the printers."
"And I," said Wittekind, "give you my word of honour—and I have also given you independent testimony—that no manuscript of your husband's has ever entered this office."
"Suppose they had come in his handwriting, would they have been destroyed?"
"Certainly not. Every sheet would have been returned with the proofs. Typed copy may or may not be returned."
"But autograph copy is valuable?"
"Naturally."
"The manuscripts of Adrian's novels might be worth a lot of money?"
"Quite a lot of money."
"So you don't think Mr. Chayne destroyed them?"
"It's an act of folly of which a literary man like Mr. Chayne would be incapable."