"How do we know that? How can I tell what strange odds and ends of
knowledge this Venetian artist may have picked up. Artists,--they have
constantly more or less acquaintance with medical students, and such
like. Some knowledge of anatomy is needful to them in their business.
For my part, it seems to me very likely that this girl might have such
knowledge as would teach her so easy a way of getting rid of her rival.
Then you will observe that very little physical strength was needed for
the infliction of such a wound. It might have been done perfectly easily
by the hand of a young girl. I declare it seems to me that the result of
your examinations tends to make it more probable than ever that the
Venetian is the criminal."
"Well, it may be so. Certain it is, that no degree of strength beyond
what she, or any other such person could have exerted, was needed for
giving that death to a sleepy person. But it is equally clear that a
certain amount of special knowledge was required for the purpose,"
rejoined the anatomist. "And now," added he; "I must draw up my report.
A rivederci, Signor Fortini! A rivederci, Signori!"
"One word more, Signor Professore, before I leave you," said the lawyer;
"is the special knowledge you speak of, such as--any member of your
profession we will say--would be possessed of."
"Well, I should not say that it was likely such a method of concealing a
crime would have suggested itself to such an one, more than to another.
It is the clever invention of one who meditated murder. But, I may say
at once to you, what I shall have to say in due season to the
magistrates, that the trick is not a new one. I have heard of such a
thing before now."
"But not as a common thing," pursued the lawyer.
"Quite the reverse--as a very strange and peculiar thing," replied the
Professor.
"And when did you hear of a case of murder committed in this strange and
peculiar manner?" persisted the lawyer.
The Professor shot a sharp quick glance at the lawyer's face; and his
own flushed red as he replied, "Ay--if I could remember that--but it is
a reported case; anybody may have read it. A murder was committed by
similar means in the Island of Sardinia, not very long ago!"
"Not very long ago," reiterated the lawyer, musingly.
"No, not very long ago; but the case has been reported, I tell you.
Anybody may have read it."
"Humph," said the lawyer, as he turned to go, with his mind evidently
busily at work both on the strange sort of confusion that had been
visible in the Professor's manner, and on the circumstances he had
elicited from him.
"I'll tell you what," said one of the young students to the other, while
they were engaged in preparing to consign the body of the murdered woman
to the police. "I'll tell you what: I'll be blessed if I don't think the
governor knows, or has a shrewd guess, who it is has done this job. Did
you mark the way he looked, and went as pale as death, when I showed him
the place?"
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