human
I've brought you something, Mr. Deland, she said in a soft purring voice.
gpt
Something which I imagine has great bearings upon last night's tragedy and which I found hidden in the left-hand curtain of the window. It was stuck carelessly into the inner lining of the green silk, and hung there. Here it is.
human
Yes. A stiletto. And in the face of the fact that Sir Andrew was stabbed as well as shot, something of importance.
gpt
I should think so, indeed! Cleek's face fairly radiated excitement as he bent over the object that lay in his open palm, touching it with light, nimble fingers.
human
Gad! yes! A stiletto--and a South American one at that! See the curiously square blade? If that isn't the identical instrument that stabbed Sir Andrew's breast, I'll eat my hat! Miss Dowd, you have brought me a clue which may lead to the tracing of the murderer himself--or one of 'em, as there must have been two. Now, tell exactly the circumstances in which you found it, and why you kept the fact hidden until now?
gpt
I don't say everything I know, Mr. Deland, she said smoothly.
human
For a person who tells everything he knows leaves nothing within to show that he has anything of interest left for the next person who comes along. It was shortly after the tragedy had taken place. Everything, as of course you know, was absolutely in confusion. People rushing about here, there, and everywhere, as though they had gone mad, which indeed they must surely have done in such tragic circumstances. I was as bad as the rest, and with Cynthia searched the room for any clues or anything which might lead to the tracing of the murderer. I had just gone to the open window and----
gpt
Oho! said Cleek in two different tones,
human
Yes--about halfway up from the bottom. The centre one, Mr. Deland. Someone had asked me to shut it--it was Ross, I think, poor distracted boy!--which I immediately proceeded to do, and brushed against the curtains--the big green plush ones which hang at the outer edges of the bay window--when something clattered lightly to the floor. Cynthia was at the other side, looking out into the darkness, everyone else was occupied with Sir Andrew himself, so I bent down quickly and picked the thing up. And there it is.