Chapter VI Surmises––––––––
BUT I could discover nothing, except to confirm the fact that there was no possible way for an intruder to have left that room locked up as it was; and that consequently it must have been either accident or intentional self-destruction.
But I looked in vain for a weapon. There was no revolver on the desk or on the floor, near the dead man. I scrutinized carefully the soft, thick rug, and was rewarded at last by finding a clue.
Without disturbing Morland, who still sat, with hidden face, I went near to Archer, and spoke in a low voice.
“At any rate, I know what killed him.”
“What?” and Archer looked amazed.
“He was shot,” I said, trying to hide my pride in my own discovery.
“How do you know?”
“Look on the floor. There, near his chair, are five or six smal
