Leslie and Professor
Norton we turned into the living room and closed the door to the
den.
While Norton volunteered to send one of the servants in to see
whether the young lady was able to stand the strain of another
interview, Dr. Leslie received a hurry call to another case.
"You'll let me know, Kennedy, if you discover anything?" he asked,
shaking hands with us. "I shall keep you informed, also, from my
end. That poison completely baffles me--so far. You know, we might
as well work together."
"Assuredly," agreed Craig, as the coroner left. "That," he added
to me, as the door closed, "was one word for me and two for
himself. I can do the work; he wants to save his official face. He
never will know what that poison was--until I tell him."
Inez had by this time so far recovered her composure that she was
able to meet us again in the living room.
"I'm very sorry to have to trouble you again," apologized Kennedy,
"but if I am to get anywhere in this case I must have the facts."
She looked at him, half-puzzled, and, I fancied, half-frightened,
too. "Anything I can tell you--of course, ask me," she said.
"Had your father any enemies who might desire his death?" shot out
Kennedy, almost without warning.
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