Убийство Роджера Экройда

           Hebentoverthebody,andIthoughtthat,likeParker,hewasgoingtolayholdofthedaggerhilt.Idrewhimbackwithonehand.

           "Nothingmustbemoved,"Iexplained."Thepolicemustseehimexactlyasheisnow."Bluntnoddedininstantcomprehension.Hisfacewasexpressionlessasever,butIthoughtIdetectedsignsofemotionbeneaththestolidmask.GeoffreyRaymondhadjoinedusnow,andstoodpeeringoverBlunt’sshoulderatthebody.

           "Thisisterrible,"hesaidinalowvoice.

           Hehadregainedhiscomposure,butashetookoffthepince-nezhehabituallyworeandpolishedthemIobservedthathishandwasshaking.

           "Robbery,Isuppose,"hesaid."Howdidthefellowgetin?

           Throughthewindow?Hasanythingbeentaken?"Hewenttowardsthedesk.

           "Youthinkit’sburglary?"Isaidslowly.

           "Whatelsecoulditbe?There’snoquestionofsuicide,Isuppose?""Nomancouldstabhimselfinsuchaway,"Isaidconfidently.

           "It’smurderrightenough.Butwithwhatmotive?""Rogerhadn’tanenemyintheworld,"saidBluntquietly.

           "Musthavebeenburglars.Butwhatwasthethiefafter?

           Nothingseemstobedisarranged?"Helookedroundtheroom.Raymondwasstillsortingthepapersonthedesk.

           "Thereseemsnothingmissing,andnoneofthedrawersshowsignsofhavingbeentamperedwith,"thesecretaryobservedatlast."It’sverymysterious.