Chapter 24

“He looks as if he had been bashed over the head with a steam-hammer,” said Jerningham at length. “That crash we heard was it.” “Yes, damn it!” cried Drummond. “But what caused the crash?” He took a step or two towards the body, and even as he did so there came to me, out of the blue, so to speak, an idea. What made me think of it I don’t know: what made me suddenly remember my conversation with the old gentleman that afternoon, I can’t say. But the fact remains that mercifully I did. It was the remark he had made …