What
will you say to that?'
"Lyle turned his head away and stared down at the floor. 'I might
say,' he answered, 'that you placed it there.'
"Arthur gave a cry of anger and sprang at him, and then pitched
forward into his arms. The blood was running from the cut under the
bandage, and he had fainted. Lyle carried him back to the bed again,
and we left him with the police and the doctors, and drove at once to
the address he had given us. We found the house not three minutes'
walk from St. George's Hospital. It stands in Trevor Terrace, that
little row of houses set back from Knightsbridge, with one end in
Hill Street.
"As we left the hospital, Lyle had said to me, 'You must not blame me
for treating him as I did. All is fair in this work, and if by
angering that boy I could have made him commit himself, I was right
in trying to do so; though, I assure you, no one would be better
pleased than myself if I could prove his theory to be correct. But we
cannot tell. Everything depends upon what we see for ourselves within
the next few minutes.'
"When we reached the house, Lyle broke open the fastenings of one of
the windows on the ground-floor, and, hidden by the trees in the
garden, we scrambled in.
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