"That would account for the absence of any tell-tale marks on the bed-clothes." "He was too clever to wash his hands when he came back," grumbled Galloway, turning to the washstand and examining the towels.

"He's a cool customer." "I notice that the candle in the candlestick is a wax one," said Colwyn.
"And burnt more than half-way down," commented Galloway, glancing at it.
"You attach no significance to the fact that the candle is a wax one ?" questioned the detective.
"No, do you ?" replied Galloway, with a puzzled glance.
Colwyn did not reply to the question.

He was looking attentively at the large wardrobe by the side of the bed.
"That's a strange place to put a wardrobe," he said.

"It would be difficult to get out of bed without barking one's shins against it." "It was probably put there to hide the falling wall-paper,--the place is going to rack and ruin," said Galloway, pointing to the top of the wardrobe, where the faded wall-paper, mildewed and wet with damp, was hanging in festoons.

"Now, Queensmead, lead the way outside.