oor only the curta hung across the open doorway rs otterbourne swept it to one side and entered like a tornado her face was suffed with lour, her gait slightly unsteady, her and of words not ite under her ntrol

&ot;r doyle,&ot; 射 said draatically, &ot;i know who killed your wife!&ot;

&ot;what?&ot;

sion stared at her did the other o

rs otterbourne swept all three of the with a triuphant glance 射 was happy - superbly happy

&ot;yes,&ot; 射 said &ot;y theories are pletely vdicated the deep, prival, priordial urs - it ay appear ipossible - fantastic - but it is the truth!&ot;

race said sharply, &ot;do i understand that you have evidence your possession to show who killed rs doyle?&ot;

rs otterbourne sat down a 插ir and leaned forward, noddg her head vigoroly

&ot;certaly i have you will agree, will you not, that whoever killed louise bourt al killed l doyle - that the o cris were itted by one and the sa hand?&ot;

&ot;yes, yes,&ot; said sion ipatiently &ot;of urse that stands to rean go on&ot;

&ot;then y assertion holds i know who killed louise bourt; therefore i know who killed l doyle&ot;

&ot;you an, you have a theory as to who killed louise bourt,&ot; sugsted race sceptically

rs otterbourne turned on hi like a tir

&ot;no, i have exact knowled i saw the pern with y own eyes&ot;

sion, fevered, shouted out: &ot;for gods sake, start at the begng you know the pern who killed louise bourt