"What fools we were ever to have taken it so tragically."
But his expression changed as he glanced at Edith Morriston; she had
denied that she had been in the room.
"I have sent down to the police to tell them of the discovery," Morriston
was saying. "The fact is that since the tragedy the servants appear to
have rather shunned this part of the house, or at any rate to have
devoted as little time to it as possible. Otherwise this would have come
to light sooner. Anyhow it is a source of congratulation to Miss
Tredworth and you, Edith. Of course you must have been in here."
"I remember sitting just there; ugh!" Miss Tredworth said with a shudder.
"I can swear to that," Kelson corroborated with a knowing smile.
"You must have done the same or brushed against the sofa, Edith,"
Morriston said cheerfully. "Well, I'm glad that's settled, although it
brings us no nearer towards solving the mystery of what happened
overhead."
"No," Kelson remarked. "It looks as though that was going to remain
a mystery."
The butler came in. "Major Freeman is here, sir," he said, "with Mr.
Henshaw, and would like to speak to you.
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