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第6章

  ”Theysaynot。Noonenoticedany。Nottillthedoctorcame-herdoctorwhowashappilyinhisofficeinthisverybuilding。Hesawthedrops,andutteredthefirstsuggestionofmurder。””Howlongafterwasthis?Isthereanyonewhohasventuredtomakeanestimateofthenumberofminuteswhichelapsedfromthetimeshefell,tothemomentwhenthedoctorfirstraisedthecryofmurder?””Yes。Mr。Slater,theassistantmanager,whowasinthelobbyatthetime,saysthattenminutesatleastmusthaveelapsed。””Tenminutesandnoblood!Theweaponmuststillhavebeenthere。Someweaponwithashortandinconspicuoushandle。Ithinktheysaidtherewereflowersoverandaroundtheplacewhereitstruck?””Yes,greatbigscarletones。Nobodynoticed-nobodylooked。A
  paniclikethatseemstoparalysepeople。””Tenminutes!Imustseeeveryonewhoapproachedherduringthosetenminutes。Everyone,Sweetwater,andImustmyselftalkwithMissClarke。””Youwilllikeher。Youwillbelieveeverywordshesays。””Nodoubt。AllthemorereasonwhyImustseeher。Sweetwater,someonedrewthatweaponout。Effectsstill,havetheircauses,notwithstandingthenewcult。Thequestioniswho?Wemustleavenostoneunturnedtofindthatout。””Thestoneshaveallbeenturnedoveronce。””Byyou?”Notaltogetherbyme。””Thentheywillbearbeingturnedoveragain。Iwanttobewitnessoftheoperation。””WherewillyouseeMissClarke?”Wherevershepleases-onlyIcan’twalkfar。””IthinkIknowtheplace。Youshallhavetheuseofthiselevator。
  Ithasnotbeenrunningsincelastnightoritwouldbefullofcuriouspeopleallthetime,hustlingtogetaglimpseofthisplace。
  Butthey’llputamanonforyou。””Verygood;manageitasyouwill。I’llwaitheretillyou’reready。
  Explainyourselftothelady。TellherI’manoldandrheumaticinvalidwhohasbeenusedtoaskinghisownquestions。I’llnottroublehermuch。Butthereisonepointshemustmakecleartome。”
  Sweetwaterdidnotpresumetoaskwhatpoint,buthehopedtobefullyenlightenedwhenthetimecame。
  Andhewas。Mr。Grycehadundertakentoeducatehimforthiswork,andnevermissedtheopportunityofgivinghimalesson。Thethreemetinaprivatesitting-roomonanupperfloor,thedetectivesenteringfirstandtheladycominginsoonafter。Asherquietfigureappearedinthedoorway,SweetwaterstoleaglanceatMr。Gryce。Hewasnotlookingherway,ofcourse;heneverlookeddirectlyatanybody;butheformedhisimpressionsforallthat,andSweetwaterwasanxioustomakesureoftheseimpressions。Therewasnodoubtingtheminthisinstance。MissClarkewasnotawomantorouseanunfavourableopinioninanyman’smind。Ofslight,almostfrailbuild,shehadthatpeculiaranimationwhichgoeswithaspeakingeyeandawidelysympatheticnature。Withoutanysubstantialclaimstobeauty,herexpressionwassowomanlyandsosweetthatshewasinvariablycalledlovely。
  Mr。Grycewasengagedatthemomentinshiftinghiscanefromtherighthandtotheleft,buthismannerwasnevermoreencouragingorhissmilemorebenevolent。”Pardonme,”heapologised,withoneofhisold-fashionedbows,”I’msorrytotroubleyouafterallthedistressyoumusthavebeenunderthismorning。ButthereissomethingIwishespeciallytoaskyouinregardtothedreadfuloccurrenceinwhichyouplayedsokindapart。Youwerethefirsttoreachtheprostratewoman,I
  believe。””Yes。Theboysjumpedupandrantowardsher,buttheywerefrightenedbyherlooksandleftitformetoputmyhandsunderherandtrytoliftherup。””Didyoumanageit?””Isucceededingettingherheadintomylap,nothingmore。””Andsatso?””Forsomelittletime。Thatis,itseemedlong,thoughIbelieveitwasnotmorethanaminutebeforetwomencamerunningfromthemusicians’gallery。Onethinkssofastatsuchatime-andfeelssomuch。””Youknewshewasdead,then?””Ifelthertobeso。””Howfelt?””Iwassure-Ineverquestionedit。””Youhaveseenwomeninafaint?””Yes,manytimes。””Whatmadethedifference?WhyshouldyoubelieveMissChallonerdeadsimplybecauseshelaystillandapparentlylifeless?”Icannottellyou。Possibly,deathtellsitsownstory。IonlyknowhowIfelt。””Perhapstherewasanotherreason?Perhaps,that,consciouslyorunconsciously,youlaidyourpalmuponherheart?”
  MissClarkestarted,andhersweetfaceshowedamoment’sperplexity。”DidI?”shequeried,musingly。Thenwithasuddenaccessoffeeling,”Imayhavedoneso,indeed,IbelieveIdid。Myarmswerearoundher;itwouldnothavebeenanunnaturalaction。””No;averynaturalone,Ishouldsay。Cannotyoutellmepositivelywhetheryoudidthisornot?””Yes,Idid。Ihadforgottenit,butIremembernow。”Andtheglanceshecasthimwhilenotmeetinghiseyeshowedthatsheunderstoodtheimportanceoftheadmission。”Iknow,”shesaid,”whatyouaregoingtoaskmenow。DidIfeelanythingtherebuttheflowersandthetulle?No,Mr。Gryce,Ididnot。Therewasnoponiardinthewound。”
  Mr。Grycefeltaround,foundachairandsankintoit。”Youareatruthfulwoman,”saidhe。”And,”headdedmoreslowly,”composedenoughincharacterIshouldjudgenottohavemadeanymistakeonthisveryvitalpoint。””Ithinkso,Mr。Gryce。Iwasinastateofexcitement,ofcourse;
  butthewomanwasastrangertome,andmyfeelingswerenotundulyagitated。””Sweetwater,wecanletmysuggestiongoinregardtothosetenminutesIspokeof。Thetimeisnarroweddowntoone,andinthatone,MissClarkewastheonlypersontotouchher。””Theonlyone,”echoedthelady,catchingperhapstheslightrisingsoundofqueryinhisvoice。”Iwilltroubleyounofurther。”Sosaidtheolddetective,thoughtfully。”Sweetwater,helpmeoutofthis。”Hiseyewasdullandhismannerbetrayedexhaustion。Butvigourreturnedtohimbeforehehadwellreachedthedoor,andheshowedsomeofhisoldspiritashethankedMissClarkeandturnedtotaketheelevator。”Butonepossibilityremains,”heconfidedtoSweetwater,astheystoodwaitingattheelevatordoor。”MissChallonerdiedfromastab。Thenextminuteshewasinthislady’sarms。Noweaponprotrudedfromthewound,norwasanyfoundonornearherinthemezzanine。Whatfollows?Shestrucktheblowherself,andthestrengthofpurposewhichledhertodothis,gavehertheadditionalforcetopulltheweaponoutandflingitfromher。Itdidnotfallupontheflooraroundher;therefore,itflewthroughoneofthoseopeningsintothelobby,andthereiteitherwillbe,orhasbeenfound。”
  Itwasthisstatement,otherwiseworded,whichgavememytriumphoverGeorge。
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  THEREDCLOAK”Whatresults?Speakup,Sweetwater。””None。Everyman,womanandboyconnectedwiththehotelhasbeenquestioned;manyofthemroutedoutoftheirbedsforthepurpose,butnotoneofthempickedupanythingfromthefloorofthelobby,orknowsofanyonewhodid。”
  Therenowremaintheguests。””Andafterthem-pardonme,Mr。Grycethegeneralpublicwhichrushedinratherpromiscuouslylastnight。””Iknowit;it’satask,butitmustbecarriedthrough。Putupbulletins,publishyourwantsinthepapers;-doanything,onlygainyourend。”
  Abulletinwasputup。
  Somehourslater,Sweetwaterre-enteredtheroom,and,approachingMr。Grycewithasmile,blurtedout:”Thebulletinisagreatgo。Ithink-ofcourse,Icannotbesure-thatit’sgoingtodothebusiness。I’vewatchedeveryonewhostoppedtoreadit。Manyshowedinterestandmany,emotion;sheseemstohavehadatroopoffriends。Butembarrassment!onlyoneshowedthat。Ithoughtyouwouldliketoknow。””Embarrassment?Humph!aman?””No,awoman;alady,sir;oneofthetransients。Ifoundoutinajiffyalltheycouldtellmeabouther。””Awoman!Wedidn’texpectthat。Whereisshe?Stillinthelobby?””No,sir。ShetooktheelevatorwhileIwastalkingwiththeclerk。””There’snothinginit。Youmistookherexpression。””Idon’tthinkso。Ihadnoticedherwhenshefirstcameintothelobby。Shewastalkingtoherdaughterwhowaswithher,andlookednaturalandhappy。Butnosoonerhadsheseenandreadthatbulletin,thanthebloodshotupintoherfaceandhermannerbecamefurtiveandhasty。Therewasnomistakingthedifference,sir。