"Words, words...."Sergeant Rogers picked the bottle up and held it against the light.
"Empty, I see," he said, and put it down again. His face was as expressionless as ever.
"Well?" said Julius, eagerly. "Isn't that the thing you are looking for?"
"It seems so, Sir Julius. Briggs will be able to identify it, no doubt." His tone was unenthusiastic, almost uninterested.
"And it was in my wardrobe, of all places! How the devil did it get there, do you suppose?"
"Well, sir, your room is readily accessible from the stairs. Once on the landing, it is the first door one comes to."
"Quite. Next door to Lady Camilla's, in fact. Mrs. Carstairs' room is just beyond."
"I have that in mind, sir."
"You searched their rooms last night, I suppose?"
"Yes, sir."
"Then, how——?"
"I have no suggesti
