“For there we are up against the logic of facts. There are only two solutions. Either the chloral was administered by her own hand, which theory I reject utterly, or else⁠—”

“Yes?”

“Or else it was administered in the brandy you gave her. Only three people touched that brandy⁠—you, Miss Tuppence, I myself, and one other⁠— Mr. Julius Hersheimmer!”

Jane Finn stirred and sat up, regarding the speaker with wide astonished eyes.