"Well, Doctor, if that is the case, you can no doubt explain a few
things that have been puzzling me. In the first place, will you tell me
why, if you were not expecting another victim, you showed such surprise
at the sight of the corpse? What reason could you have had for being
so deeply interested in the relative positions of your roof--not your
office, mind you, but your roof--and the room in which the body was
found, unless you had noticed something unusual from that point of
observation? Why were you so sure that the Derwent's flat was occupied,
if you had not seen some person or persons there? By the way, I noticed
that from your roof I could look directly into their windows. Again, you
betrayed great surprise when Miss Derwent lifted her veil. Why did you
do so, except that you had previously seen a very different looking
person in her apartment? And why did you select the Atkins's two
servants out of all the people in the building, to question about a
certain noise, but that you yourself had heard a scream coming from
their premises? And, lastly, you showed an unexplained interest in the
back door of the Rosemere, which is particularly suggestive in view of
the fact that this window is exactly opposite to it. I need only add
that your presence on the roof during some part of Wednesday night,
or early Thursday morning, is attested by the fact that I found some
pipe-ash near the chimney. You smoke a pipe, I see" (pointing to
a rack full of them); "your janitor does not, neither do your two
fellow-lodgers. Besides that, all the other occupants of this house are
willing to swear that they have not been on the roof recently, and those
ashes could not have been long where I found them; the wind would have
scattered them. You see, I know very little, but I know enough to be
sure that you know more."
I was perfectly dumbfounded, and gazed at the detective for some moments
without speaking.
"Well, granted that I was on the roof during a part of Wednesday night,
what of it? And if I did hear or see anything suspicious, how can you
prove it, and above all, how can you make me tell you of it?"
"I can't," rejoined Mr. Merritt, cheerfully. "I can only ask you to do
so."
"And if I refuse?"
"Then I shall have to delay satisfying my curiosity till we meet in
court, but I do not doubt that my patience will then be adequately
rewarded, for a skilful lawyer will surely be able to get at many
details that would escape me, and I hardly think that you would resort
to perjury to shield two women whom I am convinced you never laid eyes
on before yesterday, and have certainly not seen since." The detective
paused.
I still hesitated, for I felt an extreme reluctance to further
compromise that poor girl by anything I might say.
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