"It proves that your brother's body was taken from the coffin before the coffin was placed in the crematory furnace." "Illogical and inaccurate," said Mr. Quadrant. "You prove by the recovery of the rings, merely that the rings were taken from the coffin." "Or, from the body after it was taken out," interjected Mr. Barnes. "In either case it is of no consequence. You have rooted up a theft, that is all. Catch the thief and jail him, if you like. I care nothing about that. It is the affair of my brother's death and burial that I wish to see dropped by the inquisitive public." "Yes, but suppose I tell you that the theory is that the man who stole the rings was your accomplice in the main matter? Don't you see that when we catch him, he is apt to tell all that he knows?" "When you catch him? Then you have not caught him yet. For so much I am grateful." He [Pg 85] did not seem to care how incriminating his words might sound. [Pg 85] "One thing more, Mr. Quadrant. I understand that you retired at about ten o'clock on that night—the night prior to the first funeral, I mean. You left your brother Mark down here?" "Yes." "Later you came downstairs again." "You seem to be well posted as to my movements." "Not so well as I wish to be. Will you tell me why you came down?" "I have not admitted that I came downstairs." "You were seen in the hall very late at night, or early in the morning. You took the lamp out of the room where the casket was, and came in here and looked at your brother, who was asleep. Then you returned the lamp and went upstairs. Do you admit now that you had just come downstairs?" "I admit nothing. But to show you how little you can prove, suppose I ask you how you know that I had just come downstairs? Why may it not be that I had been out of the house, and had just come in again when your informant saw me?"