You consider the young man with the tell-tale face guilty of Mr.Adams's death.

Well, it is very possible.

I never thought the butler was rehearsing a crime he had himself committed." "Do you know who the young man is I saw leaving that house so hurriedly ?" "Not the least in the world.

You are the first to bring him to my attention." "And the young girl with the blonde hair ?" "It is the first I have heard of her, too." "I did not scatter the rose leaves that were found on that floor." "No, it was she.

She probably wore a bouquet in her belt." "Nor was that frippery parasol mine, though I did lose a good, stout, serviceable one somewhere that day." "It was hers; I have no doubt of it." "Left by her in the little room where she was whiling away the time during which the gentlemen conversed together, possibly about that bit of writing she afterward alluded to." "Certainly." "Her mind was not expectant of evil, for she was smoothing her hair when the shock came----" "Yes, madam, I follow you." "And had to be carried out of the place after----" "What ?" "She had placed that cross on Mr.Adams's breast.