Will you see for yourself, sir?"
He threw back the window and invited Henshaw to look down. The argument
seemed conclusive.
"Was the window found open or shut?"
"It was found unlatched, sir," Finch answered. "But the servants think
that it was opened that morning and owing to the extra work in the house
that day its fastening in the evening was overlooked."
"Even if a second person had let himself down from the window," the
inspector argued, "the rope would have been here."
Henshaw kept silence, seemingly indifferent to the officials' arguments.
"I can only tell you I am far from satisfied with the suicide theory," he
said at length. "My brother was not that sort of man. He had nerves of
iron; he was in love with life and all it meant to him, and he made it a
rule never to let anything worry him. Let the other fellow worry, was his
motto. Well, we shall see."
He turned towards the door, and as he did so he caught sight of a
cardboard box in which was a collection of various articles, jewellery, a
watch and chain, money, a pocket-handkerchief, a letter, and a dance
programme.
"The contents of deceased's pockets," the inspector observed, answering
Henshaw's glance of curiosity.
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