Patient Mr. Troy told it all over again--and waited for the result.
"Well?" said Felix.
"Well?" said Mr. Troy. "Where does the suspicion of robbery rest in your
opinion? You look at the theft of the bank-note with a fresh eye."
"You mentioned a clergyman just now," said Felix. "The man, you know, to
whom the money was sent. What was his name?"
"The Reverend Samuel Bradstock."
"You want me to name the person whom I suspect?"
"Yes, if you please," said Mr. Troy.
"I suspect the Reverend Samuel Bradstock," said Felix.
"If you have come here to make stupid jokes," interposed Lady Lydiard,
"you had better go back to your bed again. We want a serious opinion."
"You _have_ a serious opinion," Felix coolly rejoined. "I never was more
in earnest in my life. Your Ladyship is not aware of the first principle
to be adopted in cases of suspicion. One proceeds on what I will call
the exhaustive system of reasoning. Thus: Does suspicion point to the
honest servants downstairs? No. To your Ladyship's adopted daughter?
Appearances are against the poor girl; but you know her better than to
trust to appearances. Are you suspicious of Moody? No. Of Hardyman--who
was in the house at the time? Ridiculous! But I was in the house at the
time, too. Do you suspect Me? Just so! That idea is ridiculous, too.
Now let us sum up. Servants, adopted daughter, Moody, Hardyman,
Sweetsir--all beyond suspicion. Who is left? The Reverend Samuel
Bradstock."
This ingenious exposition of "the exhaustive system of reasoning,"
failed to produce any effect on Lady Lydiard.
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