For some little distance into the wood the tracks continued as before, those of the brothers overlaying those of Sneathy. Then there was a difference. The path here was broader and muddy, because of the proximity of trees, and suddenly the outer footprints separated, and no more overlay the larger ones in the centre, but proceeded at an equal distance on either side of them.
âSee there,â cried Mr. Hardwick, pointing triumphantly to the spot, âthis is where they over took him, and walked on either side. The body was found only a little farther on - you could see the place now if the path didnât zigzag about so.â
Holmes said nothing, but stooped and examined the tracks at the sides with great care and evident thought, spanning the distances between them comparatively with his arms. Then he rose and stepped lightly from one mark to another, taking care not to tread on the mark itself. âVery good,â he said shortly on finishing his examination. âWeâll go on.â
We went on, and presently came to the place where the body lay. Here the ground sloped from the left down towards the right, and a tiny streamlet, a mere trickle of a foot or two wide, ran across the path. In rainy seasons it was probably wider, for all the earth and clay had been washed away for some feet on each side, leaving flat, bare and very coarse gravel, on which the trail was lost. Just beyond this, and to the left, the body lay on a grassy knoll under the limb of a tree, from which still depended a part of the cut rope. It was not a pleasant sight. The man was a soft, fleshy creature, probably rather under than over the medium height, and he lay there, with his stretched neck and protruding tongue, a revolting object. His right arm lay by his side, and the stump of the wrist was clotted with black blood. Mr. Hardwickâs man was still in charge, seemingly little pleased with his job, and a few yards off stood a couple of countrymen looking on.
Holmes asked from which direction these men had come, and having ascertained and noticed their footmarks, he asked them to stay exactly where they were, to avoid confusing such other tracks as might be seen. Then he addressed himself to his examination. â First ,â he said, glancing up at the branch, that was scarce a yard above his head, âthis rope has been here for some time.â
âYes,â Mr. Hardwick replied, âitâs an old swing rope. Some children used it in the summer, but it got partly cut away, and the odd couple of yards has been hanging since.â
âAh,â said Holmes, âthen if the Fosters did this they were saved some trouble by the chance, and were able to take their halter back with them - and so avoid one chance of detection.â He very closely scrutinized the top of a tree stump, probably the relic of a tree that had been cut down long before, and then addressed himself to the body.
âWhen you cut it down,â he said, âdid it fall in a heap?â
âNo, my man eased it down to some extent.â
âNot on to its face?â
âOh no. On to its back, just as it is now.â Mr. Hardwick saw that Holmes was looking at muddy marks on each of the corpseâs knees, to one of which a small leaf clung, and at one or two other marks of the same sort on the fore part of the dress. âThat seems to show pretty plainly,â he said, âthat he must have struggled with them and was thrown forward, doesnât it?â
Holmes did not reply, but gingerly lifted the right arm by its sleeve. âIs either of the brothers Foster left-handed?â he asked.
âNo, I think not. Here, Bennett, you have seen plenty of their doings - cricket, shooting, and so on - do you remember if either is left-handed?â
âNayther, sir,â Mr. Hardwickâs man answered. âBoth on âemâs right-handed.â
Holmes lifted the lapel of the coat and attentively regarded