We came to a policeman who took us in another car to a hospital where my wounds were dressed.

Then they came to me and told me the man was dying and wished to see somebody because he had that in his heart for which he desired ease.
"So he talked, master, and the man wrote for an hour, and then he passed to his fathers, that little white-faced man." He finished abruptly as was his custom.

Tarling took the papers up and opened them, glanced through page after page, Whiteside sitting patiently by without interrupting.
When Tarling had finished the documents, he looked across the table.
"Thornton Lyne was killed by Sam Stay," he said, and Whiteside stared at him.
"But----" he began.
"I have suspected it for some time, but there were one or two links in the evidence which were missing and which I was unable to supply.

Let me read you the statement of Sam Stay.".