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In the Fog by Richard Harding Davis
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convict him, or to remove something he had left here at the time of
the murder, something incriminating,--the weapon, perhaps, or some
personal article; a cigarette-case, a handkerchief with his name upon
it, or a pair of gloves. Whatever it was it must have been damning
evidence against him to have made him take so desperate a chance.'

"'How do we know,' I whispered, 'that he is not hidden here now?'

"'No, I'll swear he is not,' Lyle answered. 'I may have bungled in
some things, but I have searched this house thoroughly. Nevertheless,'
he added, 'we must go over it again, from the cellar to the roof. We
have the real clew now, and we must forget the others and work only
it.' As he spoke he began again to search the drawing-room, turning
over even the books on the tables and the music on the piano.
"'Whoever the man is,' he said over his shoulder, 'we know that he has
a key to the front door and a key to the letter-box. That shows us he
is either an inmate of the house or that he comes here when he wishes.
The Russian says that he was the only servant in the house. Certainly
we have found no evidence to show that any other servant slept here.
There could be but one other person who would possess a key to the
house and the letter-box--and he lives in St. Petersburg. At the time
of the murder he was two thousand miles away.' Lyle interrupted
himself suddenly with a sharp cry and turned upon me with his eyes
flashing. 'But was he?' he cried. 'Was he? How do we know that last
night he was not in London, in this very house when Zichy and Chetney
met?'

"He stood staring at me without seeing me, muttering, and arguing with
himself.

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