And that is really all I know.
My own impression----" He paused for a moment and Spargo waited silently.
"My own impression--though I confess it may seem to have no very solid grounds--is that Marbury was decoyed to where he was found, and was robbed and murdered by some person who knew he had valuables on him.
There is the fact that he was robbed, at any rate." "I've had a notion," said Breton, diffidently.

"Mayn't be worth much, but I've had it, all the same.

Some fellow-passenger of Marbury's may have tracked him all day--Middle Temple Lane's pretty lonely at night, you know." No one made any comment upon this suggestion, and on Spargo looking at Mr.Aylmore, the Member of Parliament rose and glanced at the door.
"Well, that's all I can tell you, Mr.Spargo," he said.

"You see, it's not much, after all.

Of course, there'll be an inquest on Marbury, and I shall have to re-tell it.