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I asked, as Kennedy hung up. "I don't know, Walter. Mackay said he didn't want to talk over the phone and that we had just time to catch the express." "But " "Hurry!" He glanced about as if wondering whether any of his scientific instruments would help him. On the train Kennedy left me, to look through the other cars, having the idea that Phelps might be aboard also.
Kennedy was hastily comparing the anonymous note he had received with something Chase had brought. "Some one," he shot out, suddenly, looking up and facing us, "has, as I have intimated, been removing or destroying the vital principle in the food these vitamines. Clearly the purpose was to make this case look like an epidemic of beriberi, polyneuritis. That part has been clear to me for some time.
"I believe crests came next," said Avis reflectively. "Vera Clifford introduced them, because she was so proud her family has one of its own. She put it on the front page, and showed it to everybody." "Yes, and she never forgave Doris Kennedy for making fun of it." "What did Doris say?"
Late in the evening Kennedy, breaking a spell of moodiness that had come over him, returned to the story. Smoking his pipe, he paced the long room from end to end. A reading-lamp concentrated all its light upon the papers on his desk; and, sitting by the open window, I saw, after the windless, scorching day, the frigid splendour of a hazy sea lying motionless under the moon.
Thurston himself had not been there for several days and was reported to have gone to Maine to sketch. He had had a number of debts, but before he left they had all been paid strange to say, by a notorious firm of shyster lawyers, Kerr & Kimmel. Kennedy wired back to find out the facts from Kerr & Kimmel and to locate Thurston at any cost.
Kennedy and Julian looked forward to it with the utmost eagerness; Violet, who had already grown fond of Mrs Dudley and Eva, was charmed at the prospect, and Cyril, with all a boy's eagerness for novelty, was well-nigh wild with joy. But as yet six weeks were to elapse before the Long commenced.
"I suppose you keep a great many of your valuable papers in safety deposit vaults," ventured Kennedy, finishing up the wrapping of the two packages, "as well as your personal papers perhaps at home." He made the remark in a casual manner, but Langhorne was too keen to fall into the trap. "Really," he said with an air of finality, "I must decline to be interviewed at present. Good-day, gentlemen."
Manton accompanied the fire chief to his car, then hurried up into the building without further notice of us. Mackay went to McGroarty's machine to claim the traveling bag containing our evidence. Kennedy and I started for the dressing rooms. "I want to get blood smears of Shirley and Marilyn," he confided in a low voice.
For what follows I am indebted to the various writings of Professor P. Beveridge Kennedy, long time professor at the University of Nevada, but recently elected to the faculty of the University of California. One could almost write a "Botany" of Mt. Rose alone, so interesting are the floral specimens found there.
That night Kennedy was sitting miserably in his room alone; he had refused all invitations, and had asked nobody to take tea with him. He was just making tea for himself, when Brogten came to see him. "May I stay to tea?" he asked, in mock humility. "If you like," said Kennedy.
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