Up same two minutes.
That's P.C. Flint. He's a bit of an athlete.
Walking and taking the ladder in the normal way the whole business takes close to a quarter of an hour."
Weston nodded. He said: "There's another thing we must go into, the pipe question."
Colgate said: "Blatt smokes a pipe, so does Marshall, so does the parson.
Redfern smokes cigarettes, the American prefers a cigar. Major Barry doesn't smoke at all.
There's one pipe in Marshall's room, two in Blatt's, and one in the parson's.
Chambermaid says Marshall has two pipes. The other chambermaid isn't a very bright girl. Doesn't know how many pipes the other two have.
Says vaguely she's noticed two or three about in their rooms."
Weston nodded.
"Anything else?"
"I've checked up on the staff.
They all seem quite O.K.
Henry, in the bar, checks Marshall's statement about seeing him at ten to eleven.
William, the beach attendant, was down repairing the ladder on the rocks most of the morning. He seems all right.
George marked the tennis court and then bedded out some plants round by the dining-room.
Neither of them would have seen any one who came across the causeway to the island."
"When was the causeway uncovered?"
"Round about 9.30, sir."
Weston pulled at his moustache.
"It's possible somebody did come that way.
We've got a new angle, Colgate." He told of the discovery of the sandwich box in the cave.
There was a tap on the door.
"Come in," said Weston.
It was Captain Marshall.
He said: "Can you tell me what arrangements I can make about the funeral?"
"I think we shall manage the inquest for the day after tomorrow. Captain Marshall." "Thank you."
Inspector Colgate said: "Excuse me, sir, allow me to return you these." He handed over the three letters.
Kenneth Marshall smiled rather sardonically.
He said: "Has the police department been testing the speed of my typing? I hope my character is cleared." Colonel Weston said pleasantly:
"Yes, Captain Marshall, I think we can give you a clean bill of health.
Those sheets take fully an hour to type.
Moreover, you were heard typing them by the chambermaid up till five minutes to eleven and you were seen by another witness at twenty minutes past."
Captain Marshall murmured: "Really?
That all seems very satisfactory!"
"Yes.
Miss Darnley came to your room at twenty minutes past eleven.
You were so busy typing that you did not observe her entry."
Kenneth Marshall's face took on an impassive expression.
He said: "Does Miss Darnley say that?"
He paused. "As a matter of fact she is wrong.
I did see her, though she may not be aware of the fact.
I saw her in the mirror."
Poirot murmured: "But you did not interrupt your typing?"
Marshall said shortly: "No.
I wanted to get finished."
He paused a minute, then in an abrupt voice, he said: "Nothing more I can do for you?" "No, thank you. Captain Marshall." Kenneth Marshall nodded and went out.
Weston said with a sigh:
"There goes our most hopeful suspect - cleared!
Hullo, here's Neasdon." The doctor came in with a trace of excitement in his manner.