"Yet there were several. Afterwards, when all was quiet, and after the body was buried, I went to the Hampstead house and removed all papers and photographs so that my connection with Flora might not be known." "You forgot a photograph that Derrick found, and one that I picked up," said Tracey; "then there was a diary." "I never thought of the diary," said Fane, passing his hand across his face, "yet I should have. Flora told me she kept one, and I might have guessed she would set down everything. But I was in such terror at being discovered in the Hampstead house that I forgot." "You were a coward right through," said Arnold coldly; "however, go on. What happened after you saw me?" "I waited. You went down the stairs evidently in a great fright. As you recognised the body I knew you would not call in the police, as you apparently fancied you might be accused. When you left I went to the window to see you go out. I saw the officer passing, and then to make him think that people were in the house, and to drive you away, I set the phonograph going." "I heard it--I was in the hall," said Arnold, "and I was afraid. I admit it, Fane, I was terribly afraid." "I guessed you would be. You left the house. I saw the policeman lean over the gate to listen. I saw you join him. I saw you walk away. Then I thought I would escape. When you were gone with the officer, I stole out. I passed along a by-street. I saw a motor----" "My car," said Tracey, "and you took it to Charing Cross." "I did," nodded Fane, "then I left it there and caught the underground railway to Liverpool Street, where I took the express to Southend. The rest you know." "Not who killed Mrs. Brand," said Arnold. Fane considered. "I can't tell you who did," he said; "she was dead before I came, so those who came into the house after ten could not have killed her." "Do you know who they were?" "No! I heard footsteps." "How do you know there were two?" "I only think so. There might have been only one person. I can't say, I was not in a state to think. I hid, and then all happened as I say. I don't know who killed my wife. I got back to Southend and afterwards heard the body had been discovered. I came to town and bluffed out the whole matter with that fool of a Derrick. When I heard about the Hampstead house being found I went there before Derrick came, and removed everything, as I said." "Did you find nothing to lead you to think who killed Mrs. Brand?" Fane hesitated. "I can hardly say," he said, feeling in his watchpocket, "but as you know so much you may as well know all." "We must know all for your safety." "You believe I am guiltless?" "Yes," said Arnold slowly, "I think you are, seeing that your story is consistent. But we'll see. I will do nothing publicly for the sake of your wife and Laura. What did you find?"