Appreciation of this fact, which came to me as I stepped into the
porch, awakened my sense of humour--a gift truly divine which has
saved many a man from desperation or worse. I felt like a schoolboy who
had been turned out of a class-room, and I was glad that I could laugh
at myself.
A constable was standing in the porch, and he looked at me
suspiciously. No doubt he perceived something very sardonic in my
merriment.
I walked out of the gate, before which a car was standing, and as I
paused to light a cigarette I heard the door of the Guest House open
and close. I glanced back, and there was Paul Harley coming to join me.
"Now, Knox," he said, briskly, "we have got our hands full."
"My dear Harley, I am both angry and bewildered. Too angry and too
bewildered to think clearly."
"I can quite understand it. I should become homicidal if I were
forced to submit for long to the company of Inspector Aylesbury.
Of course, I had anticipated the arrest of Colin Camber, and I
fear there is worse to come."
"What do you mean, Harley?"
"I mean that failing the apprehension of the real murderer, I cannot
see, at the moment, upon what the case for the defence is to rest.
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