"The scent is too cold by this time—"
"Who let it cool?" interrupted Ned.
For a moment the lawyer's eyes looked unpleasant.
"Every effort was made to find a clue; by yourself as well as by the police. And let me tell you, Mr. Cromarty, that our efforts have not been as fruitless as you seem to think."
"What have we discovered?"
"In the first place that there was no robbery committed and no sign of anybody having entered the house from the outside."
Ned shook his head.
"That's a lot too strong. I believe the man did come in by the window."
"You admit there is no proof?"
"Sure," said Ned candidly. "I quite admit there is no proof of anything—yet."
"No robbery, no evidence of anyone having come in by the window—"
"No proof," corrected Ned. "I maintain that the window being unsnibbed and that mud on the floor and the table near the window being upset is evidence; but not proof positive."
Simon's patience had by this time become exemplary. His only wish seemed to be to convince by irresistible argument this obstinate objector. It struck the visitor, moreover, that in this effort the lawyer was displaying a fluency not at all characteristic of silent Simon.
"Well, let us leave it at that. Suppose there be a possibility that entry was actually made by
