Page:Chipperfield--Unseen Hands.djvu/86

74 he knows nothing whatever about it; I haven't even seen him since Julian's funeral."

He wandered back into his own room as the detective started downstairs.

Barry Odell was not thinking of Farley Drew at that moment, however, nor was the discovery in the bathroom upon his mind. His cogitations concerned a certain envelope in his pocket, containing two kinds of ashes; those left from burned paper and from burned wood. For the wood-ashes were the residue from incinerated sawdust and still contained uncharred flecks of it—the sawdust which was missing after that nocturnal carpentering-job on the top step of the stairs.