March 14, Friday--Coroner's inquest; Miss Holladay
released; mysterious note received.
March 16, Sunday--Holladay buried.
March 18, Tuesday--Will opened and probated.
March 28, Friday--Miss Holladay returns from drive,
bringing new maid with her and discharges old one.
March 29, Saturday--Gives orders to open summer house.
April 1, Tuesday--Asks for $100,000.
April 2, Wednesday--Gets it.
April 3, Thursday--Leaves home, ostensibly for Belair,
in company with new maid.
April 14, Monday--Butler reports her disappearance;
Royce taken ill; I begin my search.
There I stopped. The last entry brought me up to date--there was
nothing more to add. But it seemed impossible that all the
developments of this mystery should have taken only a month. For
years, as it seemed to me, I had thought of nothing else.
I looked over the schedule again carefully. There was only one opening
that I could see where it was possible to begin work with the hope of
accomplishing anything. That was in the very first entry. Miss
Holladay had driven to Washington Square; she had, I felt certain,
visited her sister; I must discover the lodging of this woman. Perhaps
I should also discover Frances Holladay there. In any event, I should
have a new point to work from.
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