Which one of the Greenes is Chester? And how is he related to the two deceased?"
"There was only one murder," Markham corrected him in a tone of forbearance. "The oldest daughter—an unmarried woman in her early forties—was killed instantly. A younger daughter, who was also shot, has, I believe, a chance of recovery."
"And Chester?"
"Chester is the elder son, a man of forty or thereabouts. He was the first person on the scene after the shots had been fired."
"What other members of the family are there? I know old Tobias Greene has gone to his Maker."
"Yes, old Tobias died about twelve years ago. But his wife is still living, though she's a helpless paralytic. Then there are—or rather were—five children: the oldest, Julia; next, Chester; then another daughter, Sibella, a few years under thirty, I should say; then Rex, a sickly, bookish boy a year or so younger than Sibella; and Ada, the youngest—an adopted daughter twenty-two or three, perhaps."
"And it was Julia who was killed, eh? Which of the other two girls was shot?"
"The younger—Ada. Her room, it seems, is across the hall from Julia's, and the thief apparently got in it by mistake while making his escape. As I understand it, he entered Ada's room immediately after firing on Julia, saw his error, fired again, and then fled, eventually going down the stairs and out the main entrance."
Vance smoked a while in silence.
"Your hypothetical intruder must have been deuced confused to have mistaken Ada's bedroom
