Chapter 4

I got away, and I could see that she was crying quietly. It was clear to me that even in the midst of her troubles and anxiety, there was dissatisfaction that she knew very little about her father and that her ignorance had to be shown at this time among many strangers. Being all human beings did not make it easy to tolerate shame, although there was some relief in it. Trying to explain her feelings, I can only think that she was happy because there were no eyes on her at that hour.

When I stood from my examination of a bracelet, which verified my doctor's examination, the latter regained his place next to the sofa and continued to serve him. Supervisor Dolan whispered to me:

"I think we are lucky to have our doctor!"

I nodded, and I was about to add something to praise his acumen, but he interrupted me with a faint click on the door.

little or nothing. Supervisor Dolan and Mr. Ross already know everything I can say The officer said kindly:

"Okay, madam, we should be satisfied with doing what we can."

I will start with a thorough examination.

"Are you saying you were out of the door when you heard the noise?"

"I was in my room when I heard a strange sound—in fact, it must have been the first part of what woke me up."

"I got out of my room right away. My father's door was closed, and I could see the drop completely and the top of the stairs sloping"

"No one can leave the unknown door for me, if that's what you mean!"

"This is exactly what I mean, miss."

If everyone knows anything, he will tell us.

Plus, we'll soon get to the bottom of this.

Then he went to bed, looked at him carefully, and asked:

"Was the bed touched?"

"Not to my knowledge, but I will ask Mrs. Grant, the housekeeper," said Miss Trilloni.

She added as she rang the bell. Mrs. Grant answered this personally.

"Come on, Mrs. Grant, these gentlemen want to know if the bed has been touched," said Miss Trilloni."

"Not by me, madam"

Miss Trilloni, who turned to Sergeant Dow, said: "So, no one can be affected, whether you or Mrs. Grant are here all the time." And I don't think any of the servants who came when he pressed your alarm were near the bed at all. You see, the father was lying right down here, and each one of them was crowded around him. We all sent them away in a very short time.

Dow asked all of us, with the movement of his hand, to stay across the room while he checked the bed with a magnifying glass. with care to move each fold of bedclothes to replace them in the specified position. Then he examined the ground next to it with the magnifying glass, tired of special pain as the blood was flowing on the side of the bed, which was made of beautifully carved heavy red wood.

In inches, on his knees, carefully avoiding any touching of stains on the floor, he followed the blood marks on the stain and closed it down the large safe, where the body was full. He went everywhere and around this spot in a radius of a few yards. But apparently nothing was thrown to attract your attention.

Then check the front of the safe. Rotate the lock along the bottom and top of the double doors, especially in places where it comes in front.

After that, he went to the windows, which were installed with clips.

Miss Trilloni asked informally as if he expected the negative answer that came:

"Did the windows close?"

All this time, Dr. Winchester was looking after his patient. Now heal the wounds in the wrist or perform a thorough examination throughout the head, throat, and area above the heart. More than once, he put his nose on the mouth of the foolish man and inhaled. Every time he did that, he would end up looking at the room unconsciously, as if looking for something.

Then we heard the voice of the powerful deep detective:

As far as I can see, the goal was to bring this key to the safe lock.

There seems to be some secret to the mechanism that I cannot guess at, although I served for a year in Chip before I joined the police. It is a seven-letter composite lock, but there appears to be a way to close the group. It is one of the wood shutdown locks; I'll call her in and find out something about her.

Then he turned to the doctor, as if it were his own work nowadays, and he said:

"Do you have anything you can tell me right away, Doctor, that won't conflict with your full report?"

"If there is any doubt, I can wait, but the better I know something, the better."

Dr. Winchester immediately answered:

"For my part, I don't see any reason to wait; I will submit a full report, of course, but in the meantime, I will tell you everything I know, which is ultimately not much, and all I think." Less specifically, there is no head wound that can explain the state of amazement in which the patient continues, so I must consider that he has either been d*****d or is under hypnotic influence.

As far as I can judge, it has not been d*****d, at least not by any d**g of which I am aware of the characteristics. Of course, there is usually a lot of mummy smell in this room, so it is difficult to ascertain anything that has a sensitive smell. I dare say that you have noticed the special smells of Egyptians, such as bitumen.

And the dice, aromatic gums, spices, etc. And it is quite likely that somewhere in this room, among the interesting and hidden things with a stronger smell, there are some materials or liquids that may contain the effect that we see. It is possible that the patient has taken some medications and that he may have injured himself in some stages of sleep.

I do not think this is possible. "Unlike the one I was looking for myself, you may prove that this guess is incorrect, but in the meantime, it is possible and must remain within our jurisdiction until it is refuted."

Sergeant Dow boycotted him.

"This may be true, but if so, we should be able to find the device with which the wrist was hit; there will be blood marks somewhere."

The doctor said, as he fixed his glasses as if he were preparing for an argument, "Exactly!" But if the patient has used a strange d**g, it may be a d**g that does not work immediately because we are still ignorant of its potential in reality. The whole guess is absolutely correct. We must be prepared at all points.

Miss Trilawny joined the conversation:

"This will be absolutely true with regard to the work of the d**g, but according to the second part of your guess, the wound may have been infected by itself, and this is after the effect of the d**g."

"real!\" The investigator and the doctor said it at once. continued:

"However, Doctor, your guess does not exhaust the possibilities that we must bear in mind that some other variables of the same root idea may be correct, so I consider that our first research, which will be made based on this assumption, must be the weapon that was hit by my wrist."

He said, "Maybe he put the weapon in the safe before he completely lost consciousness."

foolishly give a half-formed idea.

"This cannot be—at least, I think it can hardly be," the doctor quickly said.

He added cautiously, with a brief bow to me. \"See, the left hand is covered in blood, but there is no blood mark, no matter what is in the safe."

I said, "Totally right!"