"Well, I'll call him up at the Vandermeer."
Arm in arm, they had been moving slowly out through my office with me at their heels. They had now reached the door. Mme. Storey kissed the girl fondly. My mistress was playing an elaborate game, but at least there was nothing insincere about that gesture.
"One last thing," she said. "I want to make you a little gift of some sort..."
Fay made a gesture of dissent.
"When the news comes out you will be showered with all sorts of useless things.
"What else?"
"Well, as long as the police were in the house, Mr. Whittall was right there with them. After they had gone he went out. He took a flashlight with him, because I could see it flashing down the path to the pavilion. Then I lost him. He was out of the house about ten minutes. When he