"Doesn't it strike you as strange, Captain, that Boothy's hat should be
found here?"
"What's strange about it? Isn't this the driveway?"
"That's exactly what's strange about it," the blind man answered. "If
somebody wanted to dispose of a body would he drag it through the open or
would he seek cover? Might not the hat have been left here to be found?"
But the police officer was absorbed in a fresh discovery. The hat was
sodden with snow; and yet, darker than the soak of water, was a stain
above the sweat-band.
"Doctor, there's something on this hat."
"What?"
"Blood."