I could not rest till I knew the nature of the doubt in this man's mind.

If these words, or any words I could use, would serve to surprise his secret, then welcome the lie or suggestion of a lie.

"It was a brute's act," I went on, bungling with my sentences in anxiety to see if my conclusions fitted in with his own.

"_Who was the brute_?
Do you know, Dr.Perry ?" "There were three glasses in those rooms.

Only two were drank from," he answered, steadily.