not remember himself what he had done, but
there seemed to be plenty of witnesses who did remember.

"Can you give any reasons for your strange conduct?"

"I have told you several times already that I can not. I did not feel
well, and that is all there was to it."

A low murmur of incredulity ran around the room. It was evident to
everyone that he was holding something back, and I could see that he was
fast losing the sympathy he had gained in the beginning. I myself was at
a loss to account for his behavior; as I was absolutely in the dark,
however, I could do nothing but let matters take their course. Radnor
was excused with this, and the next half hour was spent in a
consideration of the foot-prints that were found in the clay path at the
scene of the murder. The marks of Cat-Eye Mose were admitted
immediately, but the others occasioned considerable discussion.
Facsimiles of the prints were produced and compared with the riding
boots which the Colonel and Radnor had worn at the time. The Colonel's
print was unmistakable, but I myself did not think that the alleged
print of Radnor's boot tallied very perfectly with the boot itself. The
jury seemed satisfied however, and Radnor was called upon for an
explanation. His only conjecture was that it was the print he had left
when he passed over the path on his way to the entrance.

The print was not in the path, he was informed; it was in the wet clay
on the edge of the precipice.

Radnor shrugged. In that case it could not be the print of his boot. He
had kept to the path.

In regard to the match box he was equally unsatisfactory. He
acknowledged that it was his, but could no more account for its presence
in the path than the coroner himself.

"When do you remember having seen it last?" the coroner inquired.

Radnor pondered. "I remember lending it to Mrs. Mathers when she was
building a fire in the woods to make the coffee; after that I don't
remember anything about it."

"How do you account for its presence at the scene of the murder?"

"I can only conjecture that it must have dropped from my pocket without
my noticing it on my way out of the cave."

The coroner observed that it was an unfortunate coincidence that he had
dropped it in just that particular spot.

This effectually stopped Radnor's testimony. Not another word could be
elicited from him on the subject, and he was finally dismissed and Mrs.
Mathers called to the stand.

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