Even before Sheila Kelly’s outburst the conclusion was foreordained. After her confession it was inevitable. It was found that Thomas Canby came to his death as the result of a wound in the throat from half of a pair of scissors wielded by Sheila Kelly, and it was recommended that both she and Professor Matthews be held in custody, subject to the action of the local grand jury. “Though,” said the sheriff reluctantly, “I ain’t as sure as I was that the professor had anything to do with it.” The inquest had been adjourned. The prisoners had been returned under guard to their rooms, Sheila Kelly in a condition of utter despair, or so it seemed to me, the professor looking rather thoughtful. The rest of us were gathered in the lounge, waiting for the dining room to be opened for lunch, though none of us, I think, had much appetite for food. Certainly I hadn’t. I couldn’t rid myself of that girl’s tragic face. “How can you be so dense?”
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