‘The next day was the fatal one. Legge stayed out of sight all day. Late in the afternoon, he left it as late as possible, and just before the others came in, he went down to the bar with a razor-cut on his chin and asked Abel for some iodine. Abel got the box out of the corner cupboard and gave it to Legge. Legge returned it a few minutes later. He had dabbed iodine on his chin. He had also substituted for the iodine bottle in the box, the iodine bottle he had taken from the bathroom. This he had doctored with prussic acid from the rat-hole. By this really neat manoeuvre he got Abel to do the dirty work and accounted for any prints of his own that might afterwards be found on the bottle. In the evening Legge had a perfectly genuine appointment in Illington. At about five o’clock the storm broke, and I think that like a good villain Mr Legge made plans to the tune of thunder off-stage. The storm was a fair enough reason for staying indoors. The failing lights were propitious. The Pomeroys both told him he couldn’t get through the tunnel. When Will Pomeroy went up to Legge’s room in the evening, he found him rather thoughtful. However, he came down and joined the party in the bar. I think he had made up his mind that, if Watchman suggested the trick should be done that night, he would wound Watchman. Abel, so keen on antiseptic, would produce the first-aid set from the cupboard. So it worked out. Two points are interesting. The first is the appearance and the consumption of the brandy. That was an unexpected development but he turned it to good account. He sat in the ingle-nook and appeared to get quietly and thoroughly soaked. That would account nicely for his missing with the tricks. In the wood-basket beside his seat we found a newspaper into which liquid had been poured. The newspaper had been there since that night. Fox and I think we can detect a trace of the fruitful vine in the stains. But he must have watched the others anxiously. Would they be too tight to remember he had no chance to monkey with the darts? Luckily for him, Will, Abel, Miss Darragh, and Miss Moore, all remained sober. That brings us to the second point. Legge’s great object was to provide himself with an alibi for doctoring the darts. That was why he fell in with Abel’s suggestion that he should use the new darts. Legge stood under the central light and waited for the darts to be handed to him. He was in his shirt sleeves and they were rolled back like a conjurer’s. Parish, Will, Abel, and Watchman, all handled the darts. When Legge got them he at once threw them one by one into the board, as a trial. That was his first mistake but it would have looked odd for him not to do it. Then Watchman pulled them out and gave them to him. Watchman spread out his hand and the sequel followed. There were six people ready to swear Legge had done nothing to the darts.’