Detective and mystery stories, English; Private investigators -- Fiction
"Fortunately it's not a greatly frequented path," Mr. Hardwick said.
"You see, there are the marks of three pairs of feet only, and as first
Sneathy and then both of the brothers came this way, these footmarks
must be theirs. Which are Sneathy's is plain--they are these large flat
ones. If you notice, they are all distinctly visible in the centre of
the track, showing plainly that they belong to the man who walked alone,
which was Sneathy. Of the others, the marks of the _outside_ feet--the
left on the left side and the right on the right--are often not
visible. Clearly they belong to two men walking side by side, and more
often than not treading, with their outer feet, on the grass at the
side. And where these happen to drop on the same spot as the marks in
the middle they cover them. Plainly they are the footmarks of Henry and
Robert Foster, made as they followed Sneathy. Don't you agree with me
Mr. Hewitt?"
"Oh yes, that's very plain. You have a better pair of eyes than most
people, Mr. Hardwick, and a good idea of using them, too. We will go
into the wood now. As a matter of fact I can pretty clearly distinguish
most of the other footmarks--those on the grass; but that's a matter of
much training."
We followed the footpath, keeping on the grass at its side, in case it
should be desirable to refer again to the foot-tracks. For some little
distance into the wood the tracks continued as before, those of the
brothers overlaying those of Sneathy. Then there was a difference. The
path here was broader and muddy, because of the proximity of trees, and
suddenly the outer footprints separated, and no more overlay the larger
ones in the centre, but proceeded at an equal distance on either side of
them.
"See there," cried Mr. Hardwick, pointing triumphantly to the spot,
"this is where they overtook him, and walked on either side. The body
was found only a little farther on--you could see the place now if the
path didn't zigzag about so."
Hewitt said nothing, but stooped and examined the tracks at the sides
with great care and evident thought, spanning the distances between them
comparatively with his arms. Then he rose and stepped lightly from one
mark to another, taking care not to tread on the mark itself. "Very
good," he said shortly on finishing his examination. "We'll go on."
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