Philo Vance

I wanted to be sure of that.

Thank you, Mr. Bartlett.

It was nice meeting you.

Now, Mrs. Zachary, I think it's time you and I had a little understanding.

According to what I've found out, you arrived here yesterday morning a little after 8 o'clock, not 9.15, as you said.

Yes.

I also found the cab driver who took you out here from the station.

He said he drove you here twice.

Once about eight, then he waited for you, drove you around a while, and then back, at which time you met Dave Douglas here.

I want to know why the double cab trip, and why you told me your train arrived at 8.50.

I believe that David Douglas thought you killed your husband, Mrs. Zachary, and committed suicide in the belief that he was taking suspicion from you.

He must have loved you very much.

Perhaps you didn't.

Perhaps the explanation of who did lies in that shiny key, the fishing rod, the reel, and the hook we found attached to your husband's clothes.

We'll see, Mrs. Zachary.

We'll see.

Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to call Mr. Markham and have him invite some people to a meeting at your swimming pool.

Please, everyone, may I have your attention?

Want me to keep them quiet, Vance?

No, Sergeant Heath, thank you just the same.