Inspector O'Connor--ah, I see you
know him--has promised to secure the attendance of anyone whom I
can show to be a material witness in the case. Come on,
gentlemen: I'll answer your other questions on the train."
As we settled ourselves in the smoker, Whitney remarked in a low
voice, "You know, someone has said that there is only one thing
more difficult to investigate and solve than a crime whose
commission is surrounded by complicated circumstances and that is
a crime whose perpetration is wholly devoid of circumstances."
"Are you so sure that this crime is wholly devoid of
circumstances?" asked Craig.
"Professor," he replied, "I'm not sure of anything in this case.
If I were I should not require your assistance. I would like the
credit of solving it myself, but it is beyond me. Just think of
it: so far we haven't a clue, at least none that shows the
slightest promise, although we have worked night and day for a
week. It's all darkness. The facts are so simple that they give
us nothing to work on. It is like a blank sheet of paper."
Kennedy said nothing, and the district attorney proceeded: "I
don't blame Mr. Nott, the coroner, for thinking it an accident.
But to my mind, some master criminal must have arranged this very
baffling simplicity of circumstances.
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