Not a thing until I awoke and found myself on the
fire-escape."
"Awoke?" cried Kirby. "Were you asleep all the time?"
"Certainly. I'm a confirmed sleep-walker worst type. That's why I
go under an alias. That's why I got the trick handcuff chain and
chained myself up with it, until I found it drove me fighting',
crazy in my sleep when I couldn't break away. That's why I slept in
my dressing-gown that night at the Denton. There was a red light in
the hall outside and any light, particularly a colored one, is
likely to set me going. I probably dreamed I was escaping from a
locomotive--that's a common delusion of mine--and sought refuge in
the first door that was open."
"Wait a minute," said Average Jones. "You--er--say that you
are--er--peculiarly susceptible to--er--colored light."
"Yes."
"Mrs. Hale, was the table on which the necklace lay in line with any
light outside?"
"I think probably with the direct ray of an electric globe shining
through the farther window."
"Then, Mr. Greene," said, Average Jones, "the glint of the fire-blue
stones undoubtedly caught your eye.
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