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straightening his tie�察�he went in quest of the pretty widow。              He had found 

her   a  merry    chatter´box     in  the  past�察 �possibly    he  could    gain  valuable 

information from her。        He found Mrs。 Brewster just completing her dance 

with a fine looking Italian officer whose broad breast bore many military 

decorations。 

     ;Dance the encore with me; ´ Kent could be very persuasive when he 

wished�察 �and   Mrs。   Brewster   dimpled   with   pleasure�察  �but   there   was   a   faint 

indecision in her manner which he was quick to note。                What prompted it�拭�

He     had   been    on   friendly   terms    with   her�察  �in  fact�察 �she   had    openly 

championed       his   cause�察  �so  Barbara    had   once    told  him�察  �when    Colonel 

McIntyre      had   made     caustic   remarks     about   his   frequent    calls  at  the 

McIntyre house。 

     ;Just one turn�察─�she said�察�as the foreigner bowed and withdrew。                ;I am 

feeling   a   little   weary   to´night   ´   the   strain   of   the   inquest�察─  �she�察  �added   in 

explanation。 



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     ;Perhaps you would rather sit out the dance�察─�he suggested。                  ;There is 

an alcove in that window�察�oh�察�pshaw� ─�as a man and a girl took possession 

of the chairs。 

     ;Never   mind�察  �we   can   roost   on   the   stairs�察─ �Mrs。   Brewster   preceded 

him to the staircase leading to the third floor�察�and sat down�察�bracing her 

back very comfortably against the railing�察�while Kent seated himself at her 

feet on the lower step。         ;Extraordinary developments at the inquest this 

afternoon�察─�he began�察�as she volunteered no remark。                 ;To think of Jimmie 

Turnbull being poisoned� ─�

     ;It   is   unbelievable�察─  �she   said�察  �and   her   vehemence   was   a   surprise   to 

Kent�察�he knew her as all froth and bubble。                What had brought the dark 

circles under her eyes and the unwonted seriousness in her manner�拭�

     ;Unbelievable�察�yes�察─�he agreed gravely。             ;But true�察�the autopsy ended 

all doubt。; 

     ;You mean it developed doubt�察─�she corrected�察�and a sigh accompanied 

the words。      ;Have the police any clew to the guilty man�拭─�

     ;I don't know�察�I'm sure�察─�Kent spoke with caution。 

     ;You     don't�拭─    �Her    voice    was    a  little  sharp。    ;Didn't     Detective 

Ferguson give you any news when talking to you on the porch�拭─�

     ;So you recognized the detective�拭─�

     ;I�拭   �No�察  �I   have   never   seen   him   before;   ´   she   nodded   gayly   to   an 

acquaintance   passing   through   the   hall。       ;Colonel   McIntyre   told   me   his 

name。      It was so odd to meet a man here not in evening clothes that I had 

to ask who he was。; 

     ;Ferguson   came   to   bring   me   some   papers   about   a   personal   matter�察─�

explained   Kent。      He   turned   so   as   to   face   her。 ;Did   you   see   a   white 

envelope lying on the table when you walked out on the porch�拭─�

     She   bowed   her   head   absently�察  �her   foot   keeping   time   to   the   inspiring 

music   played   by   the   orchestra   stationed   on   the   stair   landing   just   above 

where they sat。       ;You left it lying on the table。; 

     ;Yes�察�so I did�察─�replied Kent。         ;And I believe I was so ungallant as to 

bolt into the dining room in front of you。              Please accept my apologies。; 

Behind   her   fan�察 �which  she used   with   languid   grace�察 �the   widow   watched 

him。 



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     ;We all bolted together�察─�she responded�察 �and are equally guilty ´; 

     ;Of what�拭─�questioned a voice from the background�察�and looking up 

Kent saw Colonel McIntyre standing on the step above Mrs。 Brewster。 The 

music   had   ceased   and   in   the   lull   their   conversation   had   been   distinctly 

audible。 

     ;Guilty of curiosity�察─�finished the widow。 

     ;Colonel de Geofroy's farewell speech was very amusing�察�did you not 

think so�拭─�

     ;I   did   not   stay   to   hear   it�察─  �Kent   confessed。 ;I   had   to   return   to   the 

porch and get my envelope。; 

     ;You were a long time about it�察─�commented McIntyre�察�sitting down 

by Mrs。 Brewster and possessing himself of her fan。                ;I waited to tell you 

that Helen and Barbara were worn out after the inquest and so stayed at 

home to´night�察�but you didn't show up。; 

     ;Neither     did  the  envelope�察─    �retorted   Kent�察  �and   as  his  companions 

looked at him�察�he added。         ;It had disappeared off the table。; 

     ;Probably      blew   away�察─   �suggested     McIntyre。      ;I   noticed   a  strong 

current of air from the dining room�察�and two of the windows inclosing the 

porch were open。 

     ;That's    hardly   possible�察─   �Kent   replied   skeptically。    ;The     envelope 

weighed at least two ounces�察�it would have taken quite a gale to budge it。; 

     McIntyre turned red。        ;Are you insinuating that one of us walked off 

with your envelope�察�Kent�拭─�he demanded angrily。                 Mrs。 Brewster stayed 

him as he was about to rise。 

     ;Did you not say  that Detective Ferguson brought you the   envelope�察�

Mr。 Kent�拭─�she asked。 

     ;Yes。; 

     ;Then what more likely than that he carried it off again�拭─              �She smiled 

amusedly as Kent's expression altered。            ;Why not ask the detective�拭─�

     Her    suggestion    held   a  grain   of  truth。  Suppose      Ferguson     had   not 

believed   his statement   that   the papers in the  envelope   were his personal 

property   and   had   taken   the   envelope   away   to   examine   it   at   his   leisure�拭�

The thought brought Kent to his feet。 

     ;Good   night�察  �Mrs。   Sherlock   Holmes�察─  �he   said   jestingly�察   �I'll   follow 



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your advice ´ There was no opportunity to say more�察�for several men had 

discovered the widow's perch on the stairs and came to claim their dances。 

Over their heads McIntyre watched Kent stride downstairs�察�then stooping 

over he picked up Mrs。 Brewster's fan and sat down to patiently await her 

return。 

     Kent's pursuit of the detective took longer than he had anticipated�察�and 

it   was   after   midnight   before   he   finally   located   him   at   the   office   of   the 

Chief of Detectives in the District Building。            ;I've called for the envelope 

you   took   from   my   safe   early   this   evening�察─  �he   began   without   preface�察�

hardly waiting for the latter's surprised greeting。 

     ;Why�察�Mr。 Kent�察�I left it lying on the porch table at the club�察─�declared 

Ferguson。      ;Didn't you take it�拭─�

     ;No。;     Kent's worried expression returned。           ;Like a fool I forgot the 

envelope when that cheering broke out in the dining room and rushed to 

find out what it was about�察�when I returned to the porch the envelope was 

gone。 

     ;Disappeared�拭─�questioned Ferguson in astonishment。 

     ;Disappeared absolutely�察�I searched the porch thoroughly and couldn't 

find    a  trace   of   it�察─ �Kent   explained。      ;And     in   spite  of   McIntyre's 

contention that it might have blown out of the window�察�I am certain it did 

not。; 

     ;The windows were open�察�and I recollect there was a strong draught�察─�

remarked   Ferguson thoughtfully。          ;But   not   sufficient   to   carry  away  that 

envelope。; 

     ;Exactly。; Kent stepped closer。          ;Did you observe which one of our 

companions stood nearest the porch table�拭─�

     Ferguson eyed   him  curiously。         ;Say�察�are   you   insinuating that one of 

those people took your envelope�拭─�

     ;Yes。; 

     A  subdued   whistle   escaped   Ferguson。        ;What   was   in   that   envelope。 

Mr。 Kent�察─�he demanded�察 �to make it of any value to that bunch�拭─�and as 

Kent did not answer immediately�察�he added�察              �Are you sure it had nothing 

to do with Jimmie Turnbull's death and Philip Rochester's disappearance�拭─�

     ;Quite sure。; Kent's gaze did not waver before his penetrating look。 ;I 



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have already told you that the envelope contained old love letters�察�and I 

very naturally do not wish them to fall into the hands of Colonel McIntyre�察�

the father of the girl I hope to marry。; 

     Ferguson     smiled    understandingly。      ;I  see。   From     what    I  know   of 

Colonel McIntyre there's a very narrow�察�nagging spirit concealed under his 

frank and engaging manner�察�I wish you joy of your future father´in´law�察─�

and he chuckled。 

     ;Thanks�察─�dryly。      ;You haven't answered my question as to who stood 

nearest the porch table�察�Ferguson。; 

     The detective looked   thoughtful。         ;We  all stood   fairly  near�察  �perhaps 

Mrs。 Brewster was a shade the nearest。              Mr。 Clymer was offering her a 

chair when that noise came from the dining room。               There's one thing I am 

willing to swear to; ´ his manner grew more earnest ´; that envelope was 

still lying on the table when I hustled into the dining room。; 

     ;Well�察�who was   the last person   to leave the  porch�拭─�Kent   demanded 

eagerly。 

     ;I don't know�察─�was the disappointing answer。             ;I reached the door at 

the same moment you did and passed right around the dining room to get a 

view of what was going on。           I thought I would take a squint at the tables 

and see if   there   was   any  wine being   used�察─  �he   admitted。   ;But   there   was 

nothing doing in that line。       Then Mr。 Clymer offered to bring me down to 

Headquarters�察�and I left the club with him。; 

     Kent took a turn about the room。          ;Did Mr。 Clymer go to the Cosmos 

Club�拭─�he asked�察�pausing by the detective。 

     ;No�察�I heard him tell his chauffeur to drive to the Saratoga。              Want to 

use the telephone�拭─�observing Kent's glance stray to the instrument。 

     By way of answer Kent took off the receiver and after giving a number 

to Central�察�he recognized Clymer's voice over the telephone。 

     ;That you�察�Mr。 Clymer�拭         �Yes�察�well�察�this is Kent speaking。          Can you 

tell   me   who   was   the   last   person   to   leave   the   porch   when   Colonel   de 

Geofroy made his farewell speech to´night at the club�拭─�

     ;I was�察─�came Clymer's surprised answer。 

     ;I waited for McIntyre to pick up Mrs。 Brewster's fan。; 

     ;Did he take my letter off the table also�拭─�called Kent。 



                 

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