"
"But surely you demonstrated out there in the garden that he could not
possibly have fired the shot?"
"Words, Knox, words. I could pick a dozen loopholes in my own argument.
I had only hoped to defer the inevitable. I tell you, there is worse to
come. Two things we must do at once."
"What are they?"
"We must persuade the man on duty to allow us to examine the Tudor
garden, and we must see the Chief Constable, whoever he may be, and
prevail upon him to requisition the assistance of Scotland Yard. With
Wessex in charge of the case I might have a chance. Whilst this
disastrous man Aylesbury holds the keys there is none."
"You heard what he said about Miss Beverley?"
We were now walking rapidly along the high road, and Harley nodded.
"I did," he said. "I had expected it. He was inspired with this
brilliant idea last night, and his ideas are too few to be lightly
scrapped. If the Chief Constable is anything like the Inspector, what
we are going to do heaven only knows."
"I take it, Harley, that you are convinced of Colin Camber's
innocence?"
Harley did not answer for a moment, whereupon I glanced at him
anxiously, then:
"Colin Camber," he replied, "is of so peculiar a type that I could not
presume to say of what he is capable or is not capable.
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