she continued to speak rapidly to me. "Pick up a taxi, and go to Merryman's. That's the big real estate office on Madison Avenue near Forty-Fourth Street. If it's closed, you'll have to look up the address of one of the partners in the telephone book, and go to his house. Apologise for disturbing him and say that your employer (who wishes to remain unknown for the moment) has just learned that the Whittall property in Riverdale has come into the market. Ask for an order to view the place tomorrow.
was reasonable. But you know now that you were wrong."
Mary nodded. "I don't know what to think now," she said unhappily.
"That letter," said Mme. Storey—and Mary instantly began to look nervous, "what do you think was in it, Mary?"
"How should I know?" she said. "A girl like me, just a lady's maid."