the red seal-第26部分

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〃Oh；　thank　you；〃　exclaimed　Mrs。　Brewster；　as　he　handed　her　the　bag；　box；　and　bank　notes。　　〃Don't　bother　to　look　for　that　quarter；　Harris　will　find　it　at　the　garage。〃

Kent　ignored　her　remark　as　he　again　searched　the　floor　of　the　car；　he　was　glad　of　the　pretext　to　avoid　looking　at　the　widow。　　He　wanted　time　to　collect　his　thoughts　for；　in　Picking　up　her　belongings；　her　handkerchief　had　caught　his　attention　…　he　had　seen　its　mate　in　the　possession　of　Detective　Ferguson；　and　clinging　to　it　the　broken　portions　of　the　capsules　of　amyl　nitrite　which　Jimmie　Turnbull　had　inhaled　just　before　his　mysterious　death。

Into　Kent's　mind　flashed　Mrs。　Sylvester's　statement　that　Mrs。　Brewster　was　in　the　police　court　at　the　time　of　the　tragedy；　although　in　her　testimony　at　the　inquest　she　had　sworn　she　had　not　heard　of　Jimmie's　death　until　the　return　of　Helen　and　Barbara　McIntyre。　　She　had　been　in　the　police　court；　and　Jimmie　had　used　her　handkerchief　…　a　mate　to　the　one　she　was　then　holding；　the　letter　〃B〃　with　its　peculiar　twist　was　unmistakable　…　and　〃B〃　stood　for　Brewster　as　well　as　for　Barbara！　　Kent　drew　in　his　breath　sharply。

〃My　handkerchief；　please；〃　the　widow　held　out　her　hand；　and　after　a　moment's　hesitation；　Kent　gave　it　to　her。

〃Pardon　me；〃　he　apologized。　　〃I　was　struck　by　the　handkerchief's　appearance。〃

Mrs。　Brewster　turned　it　over。　　〃In　what　way　is　the　handkerchief　unique？〃　she　asked；　laughing。

〃Because　Jimmie　Turnbull　crushed　amyl　nitrite　capsules　in　its　mate　just　before　he　died；〃　explained　Kent　quietly。　　〃Detective　Ferguson　claims　that　Jimmie　unintentionally　broke　more　than　one　capsule　in　the　handkerchief；　was　overcome　by　the　powerful　fumes　and　died。〃

〃But　the　inquest　proved　that　Jimmie　was　killed　by　a　dose　of　aconitine　poison；〃　she　reminded　him；　as　she　tucked　the　handkerchief　up　her　sleeve。

Kent　did　not　reply　immediately。　　〃A　man　does　not　usually　carry　a　woman's　handkerchief　about　with　him；〃　he　commented　slowly。　　〃Odd；　is　it　not；　that　Jimmie　should　have　used　a　handkerchief　of　yours　in　the　police　court　just　prior　to　his　death；　while　you　were　sitting　a　few　feet　away？〃

〃I？〃　　Mrs。　Brewster　turned　and　regarded　him　steadfastly。　　She　was　deadly　white　under　her　rouge。　　〃Mr。　Kent；　are　you　crazy？〃

〃Yes；　crazy　to　know　why　you　kept　your　presence　in　the　police　court　on　Tuesday　morning　a　secret；〃　replied　Kent。　　In　their　earnestness　neither　noticed　Kent's　absent…minded　clutch　on　a　small　folded　paper　which　he　had　picked　up　from　the　floor　of　the　limousine。　　〃Mrs。　Brewster；　why　did　you　laugh　when　Dr。　Stone　carried　Jimmie　Turnbull　out　of　the　court　room？〃

Mrs。　Brewster　sat　still　in　her　corner　of　the　car；　so　still　that　Kent；　observing　her　closely；　feared　that　she　had　fainted。　　She　had　dropped　her　eyes；　and　her　face；　set　like　marble；　gave　him　no　key　to　her　thoughts。

The　door　of　the　limousine　was　jerked　open　almost　before　the　car　came　to　a　full　stop　in　front　of　the　McIntyre　residence；　and　Colonel　McIntyre　offered　his　hand　to　help　Mrs。　Brewster　out。　　On　the　step　she　turned　to　Kent；　who　had　lifted　his　hat　to　McIntyre　in　silent　greeting。

〃Your　forte　lies　as　a　romancer　rather　than　a　lawyer；　Mr。　Kent；〃　she　said；　and　not　giving　him　time　for　a　reply；　almost　ran　inside　the　house。

〃Glad　you　could　get　here　so　soon；　Kent；〃　remarked　McIntyre；　signing　to　his　chauffeur　to　drive　on　before　he　led　the　way　into　the　house。　〃Grimes　has　worked　himself　almost　into　a　fever　asking　for　you。〃

〃Grimes？〃

〃Yes。　　Grimes　was　attacked　in　our　library　early　this　morning　by　some　unknown　person；　and　is　in　bed　with　a　bad　wound　on　his　temple　and　a　tendency　to　hysteria；〃　McIntyre　explained。

〃Come　upstairs。〃

Kent　handed　his　cane　and　hat　to　the　footman　and　followed　Colonel　McIntyre；　who　stalked　ahead　without　another　word。　　As　they　mounted　the　stairs　Kent　glanced　at　the　folded　paper　which　he　still　held；　and　was　surprised　to　see　that　it　was　a　check。　　The　signature　showed　him　that　he　had　unintentionally　walked　off　with　Mrs。　Brewster's　property。　　His　decision　to　hand　it　to　Colonel　McIntyre　was　checked　by　the　Colonel　disappearing　inside　a　bedroom；　with　a　muttered　injunction　to　〃wait　there；〃　and　Kent　stuffed　the　check　inside　his　vest　pocket。　　It　would　serve　as　an　excuse　to　interview　Mrs。　Brewster　again　before　leaving　the　house。　　He　was　determined　to　have　an　answer　to　the　question　he　had　put　to　her　in　the　limousine。　　Why　had　she　gone　to　the　police　court；　and　why　kept　her　presence　there　a　secret？

When　Colonel　McIntyre　reappeared　in　the　hall　he　was　accompanied　by　Detective　Ferguson。　　〃Sorry　to　keep　you　standing；　Kent；〃　he　said。　〃I　have　sent　for　you　and　Ferguson；　first　because　Grimes　insists　on　seeing　you；　and　second；　because　I　am　determined　that　this　midnight　house…breaking　shall　be　thoroughly　investigated　and　put　an　end　to。　This　way；〃　and　he　led　them　into　a　large　airy　bedroom　on　the　third　floor；　to　which　Grimes　had　been　carried　unconscious　that　morning；　instead　of　to　his　own　bedroom　in　the　servants'　quarters。

Grimes；　with　his　head　swathed　in　bandages；　was　a　woe…begone　object。　He　greeted　Colonel　McIntyre　and　the　detective　with　a　sullen　glare；　but　his　eyes　brightened　at　sight　of　Kent；　and　he　moved　a　feeble　hand　in　welcome。

〃Sit　down；　sirs；〃　he　mumbled。　　〃There's　chairs　for　all。〃

〃Don't　worry　about　us；〃　remarked　McIntyre　cheerily。　　〃Just　tell　us　how　you　got　that　nasty　knock　on　the　head。〃

〃I　dunno；　sir；　it　came　like　a　clap　o'　thunder；〃　Grimes　tried　to　lift　his　head；　but　gave　over　the　attempt　as　excruciating　pain　followed　the　effort。

〃What　hour　of　the　morning　was　it？〃　asked　Ferguson。

〃About　one　o'clock；　as　near　as　I　can　tell；　sir。〃

〃And　what　were　you　doing　in　the　library　at　that　hour；　Grimes？〃　demanded　McIntyre。

〃Trying　to　find　out　what　your　household　was　up　to；　sir；〃　was　Grimes'　unexpected　answer；　and　McIntyre　started。

〃Explain　your　meaning；　Grimes；〃　he　commanded　sternly。

〃You　can　do　it　better　than　I　can；　sir；〃　retorted　Grimes。　　〃You　know　the　reason　every　one's　searching　the　room　with　the　seven　doors。〃

〃The　room　with　the　seven　doors！〃　echoed　Ferguson。　　〃Which　is　that？〃

〃Grimes　means　the　library。〃　McIntyre's　tone　was　short。　　〃I　have　no　idea；　Grimes；　what　your　allegations　mean。　　Be　more　explicit。〃

The　butler　eyed　him　in　no　friendly　fashion。　　〃Wasn't　Mr。　Turnbull　arrested　in　that　very　room？〃　he　demanded。　　〃And　what　was　he　looking　for？〃

〃Mr。　Turnbull's　presence　has　been　explained；〃　replied　McIntyre。　〃He　came　here　disguised　as　a　burglar　on　a　wager　with　my　daughter；　Miss　Barbara。〃

〃Ah；　did　he　now？〃　　Grimes'　rising　inflection　indicated　nervous　tension。　　〃Did　a　man　with　a　bad　heart　come　here　in　the　dead　of　night　for　nothing　but　that　foolishness？〃　　Grimes　glared　at　his　three　visitors。　　〃You　bet　he　didn't。〃

Ferguson；　who　had　followed　the　dialogue　between　McIntyre　and　his　servant　with　deep　attention；　addressed　the　excited　man。

〃Why　did　Mr。　Turnbull　enter　Colonel　McIntyre's　library　on　Monday　night　disguised　as　a　burglar？〃　he　asked。

Grimes；　by　a　twist　of　his　head；　managed　to　regard　the　detective　out　of　the　corner　of　his　eye。

〃Aye；　why　did　he？〃　he　repeated。　　〃That's　what　I　went　to　the　library　last　night　to　find　out。〃

〃Did　you　discover　anything？〃　The　question　shot　from　McIntyre；　and　both　Ferguson　and　Kent　watched　him　as　they　waited　for　Grimes'　reply。　The　butler　took　his　time。

〃No；　sir。〃

McIntyre　threw　himself　back　in　his　chair　and　his　eyebrows　rose　in　interrogation　as　he　touched　his　forehead　significantly　and　glanced　at　Grimes。　　That　the　butler　caught　his　meaning　was　evident　from　his　expression；　but　he　said　nothing。　　The　detective　was　the　first　to　speak。

〃Did　you　hear　any　one　break　into　the　house　when　you　were　prowling　around；　Grimes？〃　he　asked。

〃No；　sir。〃

The　detective　turned　to　Colonel　McIntyre。　　〃After　finding　Grimes　did　you　search　the　house？〃　he　inquired。

〃Yes。　　The　patrolman；　O'Ryan；　and　my　new　footman；　Murray；　went　with　me　through　the　entire　house；　and　we　found　all　doors　and　windows　to　the　front　and　rear　of　the　house　securely　locked；〃　responded　McIntyre；　〃except　the　window　of　the　reception　room　on　the　ground　floor。　　That　was　closed　but　unlatched。〃

Kent　wondered　if　the　grimace　which　twisted　the　butler's　face　was　meant　for　a　smile。

〃That　there　window　was　locked　when　I　went　to　bed；〃　Grimes　stated　with　slow　distinctness。　　〃And　I　was　the　last　person　in　this　house　to　go　to　my　room。〃

McIntyre　started　to　speak　when　Ferguson　stopped　him。

〃Just　let　me　handle　this　case；〃　he　said　persuasively。　　〃You　have　called　in　the　police；〃　and　as　McIntyre　commenced　some　uncomplimentary　remark；　he　added　with　sternness。　　〃Don't　interfere；　sir。　　Now；　Grimes；　your　statements　imply　one　of　two　things　…　some　member　of　the　household　either　went　downstairs　after　you　had　retired；　and　opened　the　window　in　the　reception　room　to　admit　the　person　who　afterwards　attacked　you　in　the　library；　or〃　…　Ferguson　paused　significantly；　〃some　member　of　this　household　knocked　you　senseless　in　the　library。　　Which　was　it？〃

There　was　a　tense　silence。　　McIntyre；　by　an　obvious　effort；　refrained　from　speech　as　they　waited　for　Grimes'　answer。

〃I　dunno　who　hit　me。〃　Grimes　avoided　looking　at　the　three　men。　　〃But　some　one　did；　and　that　window　in　the　reception　room　was　locked　when　I　went　upstairs　to　my　bedroom　after　every　one　had　retired。　　I'm　telling　you　God's　truth；　sir。〃

McIntyre　eyed　him　in　wrathful　silence；　then　turned　to　his　companions。

〃The　blow　has　knocked　Grimes　silly；〃　he　commented。　　〃There　is　certainly　no　motive　for　any　of　us　to　attack　Grimes；　nor　has　any　trace　of　a　weapon　been　found　such　as　must　have　been　used　against　Grimes。　　O'Ryan　and　I　looked　particularly　for　it；　after　removing　Grimes　from　the　Venetian　casket；　where　my　daughter　Helen；　Mrs。　Brewster　and　I　discovered　him　lying　unconscious。〃

〃What's　this　Venetian　casket　like？〃　asked　Ferguson　before　Kent　could　question　McIntyre。

〃It　is　a　fine　sample　of　carving　of　the　Middle　Ages；〃　replied　McIntyre。　　〃I　purchased　the　pair　when　in　Venice　years　ago。　　They　are　over　six　feet　in　length；　about　three　feet　wide；　and　rest　on　a　carved　base。　　There　is　a　door　at　the　end　through　which　it　was　customary　in　the　Middle　Ages　to　slide　the　body；　after　embalming；　for　the　funeral　ceremonies；　after　which　the　body　was　removed；　placed　in　another　casket　and　buried。　　There　is　a　square　openin