don't.'
'But you knew that someone had.'
'I didn't exactly know. I knew that the police thought that, or suspected it, from questions they asked me.'
'Was that why you were so concerned for Miss Vassos' welfare that you went to her home last night and persuaded the janitor to let you in and repeated the performance today?'
'It was partly that, but I would have done that anyway. Yesterday she was worried about her father because he hadn't come home, and I tried to find out if he was in the building. Then last night the news came that he was dead, his body had been found. I phoned her home and there was no answer, and I went there, and there was no word from her today, and the police didn't know where she was, so I went again. I know what you're getting at, you want to know if I was there waiting for her because I was worried about her or because I wanted to kill her. Because someone must want to kill her, someone must have lied about her to her father and then lied to the police.'
Wolfe nodded. 'You're assuming that her father believed the lie and killed Ashby and then killed himself.'
'No, I'm not. I only know he might have. I haven't seen her, I haven't had a chance to talk with her. I could talk with her about this all right. From the way I'm talking to you, you probably think I'm a pretty good talker, that I don't have any trouble speaking my piece, but I've been wanting for more than a year to tell her how I feel, that I know how wonderful she is, that there's no girl on earth like her, that I have never-'
'Yes. You established that point by asking her to marry you. She has probably grasped it. As you will no doubt hear from her when you get a chance, she is certain that her father would not have believed such a lie about her, so he did not kill Ashby, so he did not kill himself. Therefore I need to know as much as possible about people's movements at the critical times. According to the medical examiner as reported in the paper, Peter Vassos landed at the bottom of that cliff and died between ten o'clock and midnight Monday evening. Since Miss Vassos certainly won't marry you if you killed her father, let's eliminate you. Where were you those two hours?'
'I was at home. I went to bed about eleven o'clock.'
'You live alone?'
'Yes.'
'Good. You have no alibi. A man with an alibi is suspect ipso facto. Now for Mr. Ashby. Where were you at ten thirty-five Monday morning?'
'In my room. My office.'
'Alone?'
'Yes. I've gone over this with the police. Miss Vassos had been there taking letters, but she left about a quarter past ten. Pete came about a quarter to eleven and gave me a shine. In between those two times I was alone.'
'You didn't leave your room?'
'No.'
'Was the door open and did you see anyone pass?'
'The door was open, but my room is at the end of the hall. I never see anyone pass.'
'Then you can't help much. But you do corroborate Mr. Vassos' account of his movements. If he came to your room at ten forty-five, shined your shoes, and went straight to Mr. Ashby's room, he entered it about ten fifty-two. He arrived here at three minutes past eleven. Do you know where he had been just before coming to you?'
'Yes, he had been in Mr. Mercer's room, giving him a shine.'
'And before that?'
'I don't know. That's what the police wanted to know. They think he had already been in Ashby's room, that he went in by the other door and killed him.'
'Did they tell you that?'
'No, but it was obvious from their questions-about him and about that other door.'
'Does your room also have a door into the outer hall?'
'No. Ashby's is the only one.'
Wolfe turned his head to look up at the wall clock. Half an hour till dinnertime. He looked at Busch. 'Now, sir. As I told you at the beginning, I have concluded that Mr. Vassos did not kill Mr. Ashby, and I intend to find out who did and expose him. On this perhaps you can help. Who is safe or satisfied or solvent because Ashby is dead'Cui bono?'
'I don't get- Oh.' Busch
'But you knew that someone had.'
'I didn't exactly know. I knew that the police thought that, or suspected it, from questions they asked me.'
'Was that why you were so concerned for Miss Vassos' welfare that you went to her home last night and persuaded the janitor to let you in and repeated the performance today?'
'It was partly that, but I would have done that anyway. Yesterday she was worried about her father because he hadn't come home, and I tried to find out if he was in the building. Then last night the news came that he was dead, his body had been found. I phoned her home and there was no answer, and I went there, and there was no word from her today, and the police didn't know where she was, so I went again. I know what you're getting at, you want to know if I was there waiting for her because I was worried about her or because I wanted to kill her. Because someone must want to kill her, someone must have lied about her to her father and then lied to the police.'
Wolfe nodded. 'You're assuming that her father believed the lie and killed Ashby and then killed himself.'
'No, I'm not. I only know he might have. I haven't seen her, I haven't had a chance to talk with her. I could talk with her about this all right. From the way I'm talking to you, you probably think I'm a pretty good talker, that I don't have any trouble speaking my piece, but I've been wanting for more than a year to tell her how I feel, that I know how wonderful she is, that there's no girl on earth like her, that I have never-'
'Yes. You established that point by asking her to marry you. She has probably grasped it. As you will no doubt hear from her when you get a chance, she is certain that her father would not have believed such a lie about her, so he did not kill Ashby, so he did not kill himself. Therefore I need to know as much as possible about people's movements at the critical times. According to the medical examiner as reported in the paper, Peter Vassos landed at the bottom of that cliff and died between ten o'clock and midnight Monday evening. Since Miss Vassos certainly won't marry you if you killed her father, let's eliminate you. Where were you those two hours?'
'I was at home. I went to bed about eleven o'clock.'
'You live alone?'
'Yes.'
'Good. You have no alibi. A man with an alibi is suspect ipso facto. Now for Mr. Ashby. Where were you at ten thirty-five Monday morning?'
'In my room. My office.'
'Alone?'
'Yes. I've gone over this with the police. Miss Vassos had been there taking letters, but she left about a quarter past ten. Pete came about a quarter to eleven and gave me a shine. In between those two times I was alone.'
'You didn't leave your room?'
'No.'
'Was the door open and did you see anyone pass?'
'The door was open, but my room is at the end of the hall. I never see anyone pass.'
'Then you can't help much. But you do corroborate Mr. Vassos' account of his movements. If he came to your room at ten forty-five, shined your shoes, and went straight to Mr. Ashby's room, he entered it about ten fifty-two. He arrived here at three minutes past eleven. Do you know where he had been just before coming to you?'
'Yes, he had been in Mr. Mercer's room, giving him a shine.'
'And before that?'
'I don't know. That's what the police wanted to know. They think he had already been in Ashby's room, that he went in by the other door and killed him.'
'Did they tell you that?'
'No, but it was obvious from their questions-about him and about that other door.'
'Does your room also have a door into the outer hall?'
'No. Ashby's is the only one.'
Wolfe turned his head to look up at the wall clock. Half an hour till dinnertime. He looked at Busch. 'Now, sir. As I told you at the beginning, I have concluded that Mr. Vassos did not kill Mr. Ashby, and I intend to find out who did and expose him. On this perhaps you can help. Who is safe or satisfied or solvent because Ashby is dead'Cui bono?'
'I don't get- Oh.' Busch
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