"There is no doubt on that point, is there?
Your brother's revolver was lying near him, and the door was locked on the inside." "There is the greatest doubt in my mind," returned Mrs.Pendleton vehemently.

"I do not--I cannot believe that my brother has taken his own life.

In fact, I am sure he did not." On hearing these words Inspector Dawfield looked at his visitor again, with something more than surprise in his eyes, then he pulled a document from a pigeonhole and hastily scanned it.
"Pengowan's report states quite definitely that it is suicide," he said as he replaced it.

"In the face of that, do you think--" "I think my brother has been murdered," she said in a decided voice.
"This is a very grave statement to make, Mrs.Pendleton.Have you anything to support it?
Anything which has not been brought to light, I mean ?" Mrs.Pendleton proceeded to give her reasons.

She had thought over what she was going to say as she came along, and she spoke with growing conviction, intensified by the sight of the earnest attentive face before her.