The suggestion is not mine." "Then I infer that you don't agree ?" Thorndyke smiled.

"I am sorry to be so cryptic, Berkeley, but you understand that I can't make statements.

Still, I am trying to lead you to make certain inferences from the facts that are in your possession." "If I make the right inference, will you tell me ?" I asked.
"It won't be necessary," he answered, with the same quiet smile.

"When you have fitted a puzzle together you don't need to be told that you have done it." It was most infernally tantalising.

I pondered on the problem with a scowl of such intense cogitation that Thorndyke laughed outright.
"It seems to me," I said, at length, "that the identity of the remains is the primary question and that is a question of fact.