I came over at once. I was seen by the sentinel, who
would, I knew, direct the Colonel's attention to my presence. He
could not fail to connect my sudden return with his crime and to
be terribly alarmed. I was sure that he would make an attempt
to get me out of the way AT ONCE, and would bring round his
murderous weapon for that purpose. I left him an excellent mark
in the window, and, having warned the police that they might be
needed -- by the way, Watson, you spotted their presence in that
doorway with unerring accuracy -- I took up what seemed to me to
be a judicious post for observation, never dreaming that he
would choose the same spot for his attack. Now, my dear Watson,
does anything remain for me to explain?"
"Yes," said I. "You have not made it clear what was Colonel
Moran's motive in murdering the Honourable Ronald Adair."
"Ah! my dear Watson, there we come into those realms of
conjecture where the most logical mind may be at fault.
Each may form his own hypothesis upon the present evidence,
and yours is as likely to be correct as mine."
"You have formed one, then?"
"I think that it is not difficult to explain the facts.
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