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We climbed to the path again and went on to the Collinsons' house. I showed Rolly the stained towels, handkerchief, dress, and slippers; the paper that had held morphine; the gun on Collinson's floor, the hole in the ceiling, and the empty shells on the floor.
"That shell under the chair is where it was," I said; "but the other -- the one in the corner -- was here, close to the gun, when I saw it before."