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I cannot tell you very much. After breakfast I had planned to take a stroll in the gardens, but the rain rather spoiled that idea. I returned to my room and laid down. I had only intended to do so briefly before continuing with my research, but I’m afraid to say I fell asleep and was only woken by that awful racket the housekeeper was making.

(I told him Mrs White claimed that his room was quite empty when she went to clean it.)

Well she was mistaken. I was asleep. Instead of quizzing me why don’t you speak to that Scarlet woman? None of us even know why she is here. I for one find it rather odd that Doctor Black was murdered when there was a stranger in the house.

Note: The Professor had a bright pink smear on the inside of his collar.