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  〃Did you know Pine had killed Moore? And Naylor?〃
  〃No; I…I didn't really know anything。 How could I? What I thought…what does that matter?〃
  Wolfe wasn't interested。 He took over; asking Cecily; 〃What about the letters your husband got from Miss Livsey? Your brother had them。 They weren't found among his papers。 Where are they?〃
  〃They were destroyed too;〃 she said。 〃My husband destroyed them。 He got them… that Friday evening。〃 She was frowning。 〃But isn't that enough? I have trusted you further than I have ever trusted any man。 I admit I had to。 What assurance have I that it won't go to the police?〃
  I gawked at her。 Was she; in addition to everything else; a ninny?
  〃None at all;〃 Wolfe said。 〃You have done what you could to straighten it out; but there is the matter of your husband to be taken care of。 Surely you can't expect…〃
  The phone rang。 I transferred my notebook to my right hand and picked up the receiver。
  〃Nero Wolfe's office; Archie Goodwin speaking。〃
  〃Archie; get this!〃 It was Bill Gore's voice。
  〃Okay; give it to me。〃
  He did so。 It was a straight factual report of an event。 I listened; asked a question or two; hung up; and turned to tell Wolfe。
  〃News from Bill Gore。 Mr。 Jasper Pine fell from a window of his office on the thirty…sixth floor。 Bill has seen him; and from his description I would say that he is in worse shape than if a car had run over him。 Dead on arrival。〃
  A little gasp had e from Hester's corner。 Cecily made no sound and no move。
  Wolfe heaved a sigh。 He spoke to Cecily。
  〃You didn't spend all your time dressing; did you; Mrs。 Pine? A telephone call was enough; was it? Naturally I am not surprised。 I was quite aware that you would have been much more discreet with me otherwise。〃
  No; it wasn't a ninny that she was。 Protect your woman? Not that one。 She didn't need it。
  
  Chapter Thirty…Five
  Four days and nights had brought us to another Saturday。 There had been; on Wednesday; a long session with Cramer。 He had left; after two hours in the red leather chair; with as little love for us as when he arrived。 He could beef; and did; but that was all; for he had no peg on which to hang anything。 He would have dearly loved to see a headline in the Gazetee; POLICE SOLVE TWO MURDERS; but he never did。
  There had been; on Friday; the day after Jasper Pine's funeral; a long session with the three vice…presidents; one of whom was acting president。 It was strictly off the record; and as far as we were concerned that was as far as it ever got。 Cecily had talked to them; with her block of stock to back it up; and I suppose her father had too。 The Board of Directors never got to see a transcript of the notes in my book。 Only one copy of the transcript was made; and it was locked in our safe and is still there。
  Saturday at eleven in the morning; when Wolfe came down from the plant rooms I was busy at my desk。 There were a couple of little typing jobs connected with the Naylor…Kerr affair; one of them being the bill for services rendered。 It included a careful and exact itemization of expenses incurred… Wolfe was always a stickler for that…but the expenses were peanuts pared to the main entry; the fee。 I would have been willing to defend the position that he had really earned one…tenth of it; which after all meant only one extra cipher。
  I was typing the itemization of expenses when the phone rang and I answered it。
  〃Archie? Guess who this is!〃
  〃Now; Gwynne darling。 That voice? Don't be silly。〃
  〃Then you haven't entirely forgotten me? I was sure you had。 Aren't we ever going to see you in the stock department again?〃
  〃I guess not。 I can't stand the propinquity。 P…R…O…〃
  〃Don't be so smart。 It's too bad because I have a lot of things to tell you! I never knew so much to happen in one week! Mr。 Rosenbaum is the new head of the department; and Mr。 Appleton has been made…oh; I just have to see you! I have nothing to do this evening。 Have you?〃
  The fact was I hadn't。 I had had a date with Lily Rowan; but she was in bed with a cold。
  〃I am simply dying;〃 I declared; 〃to hear about Mr。 Appleton。 Meet me at the bar at Rusterman's at seven。〃
  〃But they don't have dancing there! I thought we…〃
  〃Excuse me for interrupting; but I have work to do。 We can move on after we eat and dance all night。 See you at seven o'clock; dearie。〃
  I ignored the snort from Wolfe's direction and resumed at the typewriter。 When the bill was finished I read it over and checked the additions; folded it neatly and put it in an envelope; and filed the carbon in the cabinet over by the couch。 Then I returned to the typewriter; inserted a sheet of my personal stationery; dated it; and started: 
  Dear Mrs。 Pine: 
  Last night I went 
  I had to stop to answer the phone again。
  〃Archie? This is Rosa。〃
  〃Well; well。 You don't need to tell me。 That voice。 How are the curves?〃
  〃Now really。〃 She tittered。 〃How can you find out on the telephone? You know; I went to bed last night at nine o'clock; and I didn't get up till ten this morning; and I feel simply wonderful! While I was drinking my coffee it reminded me of you; and this is Saturday; and I wondered if you were doing anything this evening。〃
  〃Nothing special。 Are you?〃
  〃No; that's why I called。 I thought…〃
  〃Good for you。 Meet me at the bar at Rusterman's at seven o'clock。〃
  〃Oh; that wonderful wine! And steak?〃
  〃Sure; two steaks。 Or maybe three。 Seven sharp?〃
  〃Yes!〃
  Wolfe snorted again; and again。 I ignored it。 Anyway; I had to put ray rnimd on my work。 This was not a case of transcribing from notes; I had to concentrate on a job of original position。 I proceeded with it: 
  Dear Mrs。 Pine:
  Last night I went to a fortune…teller; which is something I seldom do。 What was bothering me was your remark the other day that everybody gets tiresome sooner or later; and I wanted to find out where I stood。 She told me that the most I could count on was two months。 It seems that I am wonderful as long as I last and then I go tiresome all at once without any warning。
  I regret to say that under the circumstances it wouldn't be worth it to you; and I am therefore returning herewith the baseball tickets。 It is still two weeks before the season starts; so you have plenty of time to dig up another prospect。 
  Sincerely; 
  I was debating whether to sign it just Archie or with my full name; and had decided in favor of the latter when the phone interrupted me again。 I picked it up。
  〃Nero Wolfe's office; Archie Goodwin speaking。〃
  〃This is Hester Livsey; Mr。 Goodwin。〃
  〃Good morning。〃 I cleared my throat。 〃What do you want?〃
  〃I know I deserve that;〃 she said。 〃I want to say I'm sorry I was rude to you when you phoned Thursday evening。 I…I hope you'll understand。 I didn't feel like anything; and I was terribly rude。 I wanted to explain…〃
  〃Don't mention it。 Feeling better?〃
  〃Oh; yes; much better。 I really would like to explain some things to you。 Would you care to e over here this evening…you know my address; don't you? It's just a little apartment where I live with my mother。〃
  〃In Brooklyn。〃
  〃Yes。 Twenty…three ninety…four…〃
  〃Yeah; I know。 I guess I can find it。 How about taking a ride with me tomorrow; in Mr。 Wolfe's rackety old sedan; to the country somewhere and see if spring has e?〃
  〃I'm sorry; I couldn't make it tomorrow because my mother and I are going to visit some friends。 Don't bother; really…〃
  〃No bother at all。〃 An idea struck me。 〃The trouble is I'm so uncouth I'm afraid I'd make a bad impression on your mother。 I think you ought to know me better before you invite me to your home。 Do you know where Rusterman's restaurant is?〃
  〃Rusterman's? Certainly。〃
  〃That's a nice quiet place with good food。 How about meeting me in Rusterman's bar at seven this evening?〃
  〃Well…that wasn't…I wasn't fishing for a dinner…〃
  〃No; I know; you don't fish。 But I think it might be very enjoyable; at least for me。 Will you?〃
  〃Well…〃
  〃You will。〃
  〃All right; I will。〃
  I hung up; reached for my pen; and signed the letter to Cecily。
  Wolfe g

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