“Did you succeed in getting him to acknowledge what it was?”

“Yes, after I had worked with him for some time.  He didn’t want to talk.  In a moment you will see why.  Going back to the time he had seen it before, he said that he had found it in the cellar in an old box, the contents of which he had been pulling over in a search for something very different.  Amazed to find it there, he had taken it out, examined it carefully, noted the nick I mentioned and tossed it back again into the box.  This he told, but reluctantly.

“Why reluctantly, I was soon to find out.  He was not alone in the cellar.  The shadow of some person at his back had fallen across the lid of the box as he was closing it.  He did not recognize the shadow and had not given it at the time a second thought, but the remembrance of it came back vividly when he saw the bow lying before him and realized the part it had played in the morning’s tragedy.  Was it because he knew that only a person actively connected with the museum would have access to that part of the cellar?  I asked.  I did not expect an answer, and I did not get it.  We looked at each other for a moment, then I let him go.”

A momentary silence, which the Inspector broke by saying: 

“Later I called the Curator in, and he also recognized the bow as belonging to the museum.  But he volunteered no explanations and in fact had little to say on the subject.  He was evidently too much startled by the direct connection which had thus been made between the crime (or accident, if you will) and the personnel of the museum.”

“That was natural.  He should be the first to see that the bow which shot the arrow must of necessity have been brought into the building by some other door than those at which the doormen stood guard.  I had a talk with those men, and they both declared that no sticks or umbrellas or anything of that nature ever went by them or would be allowed to go by them, no matter how concealed or wrapped up.  But to revert to the matter in hand.  So Correy made absolutely no attempt to explain how this weapon had been carried from cellar to gallery without his knowledge?”

“No.  He for one will have a sleepless night.”

“Not he alone.  I must and will see a way through this maze.  To-morrow may bring luck.  Ah, I forgot to say that I spent an hour of the three you allowed me with the captain of the steamer which brought over these two women.  As might be expected, he had no information of any significance to give me; nor could I obtain much from such members of the crew as I could get hold of.  One steward remembered the Englishman, chiefly because he never showed himself unless the young lady was on deck.  But he never saw them speak.”

“Which bears out Travis’ story to the last detail.”

“Exactly.  I think we can depend upon him; otherwise we should be at sea.”

“Yet his story is a very strange one.”