"
I stared at him.
"You don't mean...."
"I don't know what I mean, Lester. I can feel a sort of dim meaning
at the back of my mind, but I can't get it out into the light."
"Besides," I went on, "if the yogi did it, how did he get back into
the house before we got there?"
"He peeped in at the door, saw the coast was clear, and went back
through the library. Remember, Miss Vaughan was unconscious. That
doesn't bother me. And another thing, Lester. How did Miss Vaughan's
father come to burst in on her and Swain like that? How did he know
they were in the arbour? It was dark and he couldn't have seen either
of them."
"He might have been walking about the grounds and overheard them."
"I don't believe it. I believe somebody told him they were there. And
only one person could have told him--that is Silva. No--there's only
one point I can't get past--that's the finger-prints."
And then I remembered.
"Godfrey," I cried, "there's one thing--I forgot to tell you. You
heard Swain remark that Vaughan was a collector of finger-prints?"
"Yes."
"And that he had a set of Swain's?"
"Yes."
"Well, when I told Miss Vaughan about the prints on her father's
robe, she ran to a book-case and got out a book.
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