[MaC] Revelations?

[Allen Veazey]

> "But the arsenic only showed up in one cup," noted Cyril, nodding at
> Fitzroy.  "His.  As to where I was standing, I was at the bar next to
> Miss Diamond when she stormed out.  I asked Hodges for a towel to clean
> the lift grease off my hands.  Hodges, you remember..." he glanced at
> Hodges for confirmation.  "If my wife had not been the considerate
> person she is, I would have remained right there, but she told me to go
> get the old towels from our flat to clean up.  That's what I did."  He
> looked calmly at Warren as he finished, "Granted, my timing was lousy, but I did not kill Miss Diamond."

"Yes, yes, of course," Warren said. "Just something
that Mister Skeffington-Nottle said, about focussing
on opportunity rather than motive. Granted, I've not
been here very long at all, so I haven't gotten to 
know the rest of you properly. From just opportunity,
there are some strange circumstances around you.
Your wife making the tea. Miss Diamond strangled
by a thin rope, or wire, but the piano was not
disturbed- and you work with durable goods and hardware.
Rat poison sold at hardware stores, too, when you
don't pop down to buy it at the chemist. They still
use arsenic, don't they? I've heard of that ghastly new stuff
that makes them bleed to death... but that's neither
here or there. And I understand that there was some
kind of... disagreement... between yourself and my
uncle." He shrugged. "I have to ask."