six
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`` And the door of your room to the landing remained locked all night ? '' `` Yes , all night . '' `` How about this broken glass in your window ? Those revolver shots at six in the morning ? '' `` It was I , firing from my bed to make a noise and bring some one here . '' `` I thought as much , '' said Juve , as he went down on all fours and proceeded to examine the carpeting of the room between the bed and the door , a distance of some seven feet . The carpet , of very close fabric , afforded no trace , but on a white bearskin rug the detective noted in places tufts of hair glued together as if something moist and sticky had passed over it .