“I really cannot tell,” she answered. “It is certainly a most extraordinary thing.”
“Well, we will not detain you any longer, and we are sorry to have put you to this trouble at such a time,” said the Inspector. “There are some other points, no doubt; but we can refer to you as they arise.”
She rose, and I was again conscious of that quick, questioning glance with which she had just surveyed us. “What impression has my evidence made upon you?” The question might as well have been spoken. Then, with a bow, she swept from the room.
“She’s a beautiful woman—a very beautiful woman,” said MacDonald thoughtfully, after the door had closed behind her. “This man Barker has certainly been down here a good deal. He is a man who might be attractive to a woman. He admits that the dead man was jealous, and maybe he knew best himself what cause he had for jealousy. Then there’s that wedding ring. You can’t get past that. The man who tears a wedding ring off a dead man’s What do you say to it, Mr. Holmes?”
My friend had sat with his head upon his hands,
