the red seal(红印)-第41章
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as a friend。〃
〃Certainly； Mrs。 Brewster； as you wish。〃 Kent's tone； expressing
polite acquiescence； covered mixed feelings。 What had caused the
widow to change her mind so suddenly； and above all； what had she
wished to consult him about？ He faced her more directly。 She was
charmingly gowned； and in spite of his perplexities； he could not but
admire her air of quiet elegance and the soft dark eyes regarding him in
friendly good…fellowship。 Suddenly realizing that his glance had become
a fixed stare； he hastily averted his eyes from her face； catching sight； as
he did so； of the gold mesh bag lying in her lap。 The glint of sunlight
brought into prominence the handsomely engraved letter 〃B〃 on its surface。
An unexpected swerve of the limousine； as the chauffeur turned short to
avoid a speeding army truck； caused both Kent and Mrs。 Brewster to sway
forward and the gold mesh bag slid to the floor； carrying with it the
widow's handkerchief and gold vanity box。 Kent stooped over and
picked up the articles as well as the contents of the mesh bag； which had
opened in its descent and spilled her money and papers over the floor of
the limousine。
〃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
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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
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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。
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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；〃
