“Yes,” I answered, “but though I acknowledge the justification of your suspicions, I nevertheless think you are wrong.”
“In what way?” he asked sharply.
“Before I answer that question, permit me to ask another. Have you mentioned your suspicions to anyone?”
“Not to a soul.”
“Have you seen the Professor since?”
“Yes. He called here with his wife and daughters two days after the party.”
“And was there anything in his manner that was suggestive of a guilty conscience?”
“Absolutely nothing. He is one of the most perfect gentlemen I have ever met.”
“And you still think him guilty?”
“I am sorry to say I am forced to that conclusion.”
“And what, sir, do you suppose would be his motive for stealing the dagger?”
“Oh, I do not for a moment suppose that he is a mere vulgar thief who would
