I wanted to look at it from all sides." Without a word the Coroner slipped past him and entering the narrow space behind the pedestal took a look up at the vase from his present cramped position.
As he did this, two things happened: first Sweetwater, who had stolen upon the scene, possibly at some intimation from Mr.Gryce, took a step toward them which brought him in alignment with the Englishman, of whose height in comparison with his own he seemed to take careful note; and secondly, the sensitive skin of the foreigner flushed red again as he noticed the Coroner's sarcastic smile, and heard his dry remark: "One gets a better view here of the opposite gallery than of the vase perched so high overhead.

Had you wished to look at those ladies, without being seen by them, you could hardly have found a better loophole than the one made by the curving in of this great vase toward its base." Then quickly: "You surely took one look their way; that would be only natural." The answer Mr.Travis gave was certainly unexpected.
"It was after I came out that I saw them," he stammered.

"There were two ladies, one tall and one very young and slight.

The older lady was stepping toward the front, the other entering from behind.

As I looked, the younger made a dash and ran by the first lady.