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 and walked angrily up and down. “Why should I be held here? I came to this house for a party, not an inquest. When that fool detective comes back I’m going to demand that he let me go.”

Mark Drew answered in a low, surprisingly hostile tone. “I would not call that fool detective’s attention to myself if I were you.”

“What do you mean by that?” snarled Parker, turning on him.

“Lost in the fog,” smiled Drew. “Not much of an alibi, Doctor, if you ask me.”

“Do you dare to insinuate”

“That you would injure my father? When have you ever done anything else?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Oh, don’t you? I mean you are too eager, my dear Doctor—you and this woman here—to fasten the crime on the head of a young man who may or may not be guilty. Don’t think you can fool Rh