Come, tell me
a few things."
Ashton-Kirk took his cigar from his mouth.
"I told you," said he, "that the reports of Burgess and Fuller,
together with the conversation we had with Tobin, had enlightened me
upon these points." As he enumerated them, he checked them off with
his fingers:
"_Why the murder was done._
"_The identity of the confederate of Locke._
"_That the man would return to the scene of the crime._"
"Yes," said Pendleton, "those, I think, were the points."
"The first two," went on the investigator, "I will allow to stand for
a while. But I promised to illustrate for you, and I think I can do
so."
Ashton-Kirk here arose and passed through the storeroom and kitchen
into the bedroom.
"The writing upon the step in the hall," said he, facing his friend,
"directed Locke's confederate to look for something behind Wayne's
portrait. As all the pictures of Wayne in the place were broken or
otherwise showed traces of rough handling, it seemed that the thing
desired must have been found. However, I was not sure about that, as
I have told you.
"If you will recall Tobin's remarks of the other night, you will note
that the only thing he could admire in the man's character was his
fighting spirit.
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