had suddenly announced that the trip was postponed; he wouldn't say why, but he had declared that he would need no more money, he would soon be able to return all she had lent him, and he might stay in this country after all. He had never been very communicative, but regarding the change in plans he had been stubbornly mysterious. Now he was gone. He had telephoned her on Saturday that he would meet her Monday evening, her evening off, at the Italian restaurant on Prince Street where they often dined together, and had added gaily that he would have enough money with him to pay back everything and lend her some into the bargain if she needed it. Monday evening she had waited for him until ten o'clock, then had gone to his rooming-house and been told that he had left a little after seven and had not returned.
'Day before yesterday,' I observed.
Durkin, I saw, had his notebook open too, and now he nodded. 'Monday, June fourth.'
Wolfe shook his head. He had been sitting as still and unobservant as a mountain with his chin lodged on his chest, and now without moving otherwise his head shook faintly as he murmured, 'Durkin. Today is Wednesday, June seventh.'
'Well?' Fred stared. 'Okay with me, Mr. Wolfe.'
Wolfe wiggled a finger at Maria. 'Was it Monday?'
'Yes, sir. Of course. That's my evening off.'
'You should know that evening. Durkin, annotate your notebook, or, better perhaps, throw it away. You are a full twelve-month ahead of your times; next year Monday will be June fourth.' He turned to the woman. 'Maria Maffei, I am sorry to have to give you a counsel of desperation. Consult the police.'
'I have, sir.' A gleam of resentment shot from her eyes. 'They say he has gone to Italy with my money.'
'Perhaps he has.'
'Oh no, Mr. Wolfe. You know better. You have looked at me. You can see I would not know so little of a brother as that.'
'Do the police tell you what boat your brother sailed on?'
'How could they? There has been no boat. They do not investigate or even consider. They merely say he has gone to Italy.'
'I see, they do it by inspiration. Well. I'm sorry I can't help you. I can only guess. Robbery. Where is his body then? Again consult the police. Sooner or later someone will find it for them and your puzzle will be solved.'
Maria Maffei shook her head. 'I don't believe it, Mr. Wolfe. I just don't believe it. And there was the phone call.'
I broke in, 'You mentioned no phone call.'
She smiled at me with her teeth. 'I would have. There was a phone call for him at the rooming- house a little before seven. The phone there is in the downstairs hall and the girl heard him talking. He was excited and he agreed to meet someone at half-past seven.' She turned to Wolfe. 'You can help me, sir. You can help me find Carlo. I have learned to look cool like the grass in the morning because I have been so long among these Americans, but I am Italian and I must find my brother and I must see anyone who has hurt him.'
Wolfe only shook his head. She paid no attention.
'You must, sir. Mr. Durkin says you are very tight about money. I still have something left and I could pay all expenses and maybe a little more. And you are Mr. Durkin's friend and I am Mrs. Durkin's friend, my friend Fanny.'
Wolfe said, 'I am nobody's friend. How much can you pay?'
She hesitated.
'How much have you got?'
'I have-well-more than a thousand dollars.'
'How much of it would you pay?'
'I would pay-all of it. If you find my brother alive, all of it. If you find him not alive and show him to me and show me the one who hurt him, I would still pay a good deal. I would pay first for the funeral.'
Wolfe's eyelids lowered slowly and raised slowly. That, as I knew, meant his approval; I had often looked for that sign, and frequently in vain, when I was reporting to him. He said, 'You're a practical woman, Maria Maffei. Moreover, possibly, a woman of honor. You are right, there is something in me that can help you; it is genius; but you have not furnished the stimulant to arouse it and whether it will be awakened in search of your brother is problematical. In any event, routine comes first, and the expense of that will be small.'
He turned to me.
'Archie, go to Carlo Maffei's rooming-house; his sister will accompany you as authority. See the girl who heard the phone call; see others; examine his room; if any trail is indicated phone here for Saul Panzer any time after five; returning here bring with you any articles that seem to you unimportant.'
I thought it was unncessary for him to take that dig at me before a stranger, but I had long since learned that there was no point in resenting his pleasantries. Maria Maffei got up from her chair and thanked him.
Durkin took a step forward. 'About that being tight with money, Mr. Wolfe, you know how a man's tongue will get started-'
I rescued him. 'Come on, Fred, we'll take the roadster and I might as well drop you on the way.'
