Point by point--but what a snarl it was! That there would be a
vigorous search for the other woman I could not doubt, but she had a
long start and should easily escape. Yet, perhaps, she had not
started--she must have remained in town, else how could that note have
been sent to us? She had remained, then--but why? That she should feel
any affection for Frances Holladay seemed absurd, and yet, how else
explain the note?
I felt that I was getting tangled up in the snarl again--there seemed
no limit to its intricacies; so, in very despair, I put the matter
from me as completely as I could and went to bed.
* * * * *
The morning's _Record_ attested the truth of Rankin's prophecy. I had
grown famous in a night: for Godfrey had, in a measure, made me
responsible for his theory, describing me with a wealth of adjectives
which I blush to remember, and which I have, even yet, not quite
forgiven him. I smiled as I read the first lines:
A _Record_ representative had the pleasure, yesterday
evening, of dining with Mr. Warwick Lester, the
brilliant young attorney who achieved such a remarkable
victory before Coroner Goldberg yesterday afternoon, in
the hearing of the Holladay case, and, of course, took
occasion to discuss with him the latest developments of
this extraordinary crime.
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