shouldered, with rather too much manner. I remember particularly
how I hated the light spats he affected, and the glaring yellow
gloves.

A man who would go straight for the thing he wanted, woman or power
or money. And get it.

Sperry was waiting on his door-step, and we went on to the Wells
house. What with the magnitude of the thing that had happened, and
our mutual feeling that we were somehow involved in it, we were
rather silent. Sperry asked one question, however, "Are you
certain about the time when Miss Jeremy saw what looks like this
thing?"

"Certainly. My watch fell at five minutes after nine. When it was
all over, and I picked it up, it was still going, and it was 9:30."

He was silent for a moment. Then:

"The Wellses' nursery governess telephoned for me at 9:35. We keep
a record of the time of all calls."

Sperry is a heart specialist, I think I have said, with offices in
his house.

And, a block or so farther on: "I suppose it was bound to come. To
tell the truth, I didn't think the boy had the courage."

"Then you think he did it?"