Every moment is very valuable.
You heard without doubt of the sudden death at the Carlton Hotel.
It took place in Mr. Sabin's sitting-room. The victim was Mr.
Sabin's servant. The inquest was this afternoon. The verdict was
death from the effect of poison. The police are hot upon the case.
There was no evidence as to the person by whom the poison was
administered, but by a hideous combination of circumstances one
person before many hours have passed will be under the surveillance
of the police."
"And that person?" Brott asked.
The Prince looked round and lowered his voice, although the room
was empty.
"Lucille," he whispered hoarsely.
Brott stepped backwards as though he were shot.
"What damned folly!" he exclaimed.
"It is possible that you may not think so directly," Saxe Leinitzer
continued. "The day it happened Lucille bought this same poison,
and it is a rare one, from a man who has absconded. An hour before
this man was found dead, she called at the hotel, left no name, but
went upstairs to Mr. Sabin's room, and was alone there for five
minutes, The man died from a single grain of poison which had been
introduced into Mr. Sabin's special liqueur glass, out of which he
was accustomed to drink three or four times a day. All these are
absolute facts, which at any moment may be discovered by the police.
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