Martin Hewitt, Investigator by Arthur Morrison
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"Where was the brooch?" "I should say almost on the very same spot. Certainly no more than a very few inches away." Hewitt examined the match closely. "It is burned very little," he remarked. "It would appear to have gone out at once. Could you hear it struck?" "I heard nothing whatever; absolutely nothing." "If you will step into Miss Norris' room now for a moment," Hewitt suggested, "we will try an experiment. Tell me if you hear matches struck, and how many. Where is the match-stand?" The match-stand proved to be empty, but matches were found in Miss Norris' room, and the test was made. Each striking could be heard distinctly, even with one of the doors pushed to. "Both your own door and Miss Norris' were open, I understand; the window shut and fastened inside as it is now, and nothing but the brooch was disturbed?" "Yes, that was so." "Thank you, Mrs. Cazenove. I don't think I need trouble you any further just at present. I think, Sir James," Hewitt added, turning to the baronet, who was standing by the door----"I think we will see the other room and take a walk outside the house, if you please. I suppose, by the |
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