instructions not to pass the gate at this point or touch the front door at the other. Iâll be here first thing in the morning to meet this youth that opens up. And when I say a couple of menâyouâll know Iâll mean by that: that I donât want any further repetition of this wicked Harper business.â
âYou think thereâs any possibility of that, Inspector?â the sergeant asked quickly.
âIâm not chancing it,â McCarthy said.
âItâs a mystery to me,â the sergeant murmured reflectively, as they made their way along the alley back to Soho Square. âWhat became of that bodyâthe one that was hacked up in the front, I mean? I suppose,â he added, a trifle maliciously, âthat youâre satisfied in your mind that it was a human that was carved up there, and not some foul brute carving up a dog, or something of that sort.â
âDefinitely,â McCarthy said imperturbably. âI could have told you then that it was a human whoâd been killed, and, moreover, that he, or she, had had her jugular vein and probably other main arteries severed.â
âThen why,â the sergeant was beginning, when McCarthy went on.
âAll I pointed out to you, Sergeant, was that there was no actual, visual evidence that it was a murder, and, come to that, thereâs no more now. But a severed human jugular, or at any rate a main artery was the one thing which could account, not only for the quantity of blood there was, but the way it was splashed about. In that connection itâs on one of the razor-like edges of that stiletto in which the blood is clotted thickest and not the point, as it would have been had it been a clean stab, such as Harper was killed with.
âThat showed that the victim was slashed viciously, which again suggests hatred, or possibly revenge, as a motive, which certainly wasnât so in Harperâs case. And for the last thing, the air simply reeked of perfume when I got there, and Iâd say an expensive one at that. It hadnât had time then to evaporate. It isnât the usual custom of men, even foreigners of the dandified class, to use perfume these days.â
âI knew that scream came from a woman,â the sergeant said with conviction.
âI think I pointed out to you once before to-night, that it might possibly prove to be the woman who was the killer,â the inspector said dryly. âThough Iâm bound to say that itâs not over likely. Well,â he said, âweâve got that something âtangibleâ that the âSooperâ wanted, if itâs only concerning the murder of poor Harper. But all the same it isnât all wasted work. Now that we know that the front door was used weâve got something definite to work on, and a very useful âsomethingâ at that.â
âI donât just see,â the sergeant was commencing, when McCarthy interrupted.
âWe know that whoever escaped out of the square through that door, had a latch-key which admitted them to the place. That narrows things down to a comparatively small circle of people. According to all the rules, Sergeant, that fact ought to put someone in the dock on the capital charge, sooner or later.â
âIt should that ,â the sergeant admitted readily. âI didnât think of that for the minute, Inspector.â
âBut the unfortunate thing about murder, Sergeant,â McCarthy pursued in that whimsical tone of his, âis that it is never committed according to any rules. The thing that youâre positive is going to happen is generally the last thing that does. If it turns out any different in this case, then itâll be the exception which proves the rule.â
Chapter VII
âDanny the Dipâ Turns Up
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