But fate intervened.

You know, perhaps, that I overheard the shot which ended the life of Percival Coolidge, and I was the first to discover his dead body.

This made no particular impression on me at the time.

I supposed it a case of suicide, and so bore witness at the inquest.

The whole matter would have ended there; but the next day you discharged Sexton also, and the man sought me out at the Club." She leaned forward, her lips parted, a new light in her eyes.
"He told you something?
He made you suspicious ?" she asked breathlessly.
"He caused me to see the affair from a somewhat different point of view--a point of view which, I confess, revived my interest in you.