Gertrude sat in there, erect in her chair. Her face was calm, blank, secretive, and her hands were folded in her lap. Maud was there, too, with her heels on the fender. She was scratching among the wild strands of her fantastic coiffure with a big bent wire hairpin. Her fat face brooded. Isabel was also in the parlor, sitting on the edge of a small narrow sofa with her two feet flat on the floor, looking as if she were ready for flight, though she held a book in her lap.
Isabel held her page down with her left hand and looked at them with her quick, close-lipped smile. 'Just in time for dinner. Alice, dear, Mr. Killeen is dining upstairs tonight. He is leaving, you know, on the ten o'clock train. Innes will have company, so you must join us and our guest. Won't you?'
Gertrude said, 'Of course, Alice, dear. And will you show Mr. Duff where he may wash, my dear?'
'Say, I'm hungry!' boomed Maud. 'Where you folks been?'
Alice couldn't say a word. Duff bowed. 'I've been taken exploring,' he said smoothly, 'I'm sorry if we've been long. You must forgive the enthusiasm of a man who has a hobby.'
The three of them, stiU in a body, moved past the arch, while Josephine went by toward the kitchen, almost running. Duff motioned them upstairs.
In the upper hall he called them close. His face was more disturbed than Alice had ever seen it. 'That was the
sound, of course,' he said. 'You're sure? It was the very same? No difference?'
'Oh, no,' they said, 'that was the same.'
He let his head drop, as if it would fall off its stem, limp until his chia touched his chest. He stood, bowed and silent, thinking. Alice dared not move. She looked at Fred and caught a httle comfort from his eye.
Duff raised his head finally and drew an old envelope and a pencil from his pocket. He began to make quick marks on it. Alice could see them. It looked like algebra. There was a, b, c, d, and checks and symbols. Diiff reviewed his problem. His face relaxed.
'Things equal to the same thing are equal to each other,' he said. 'So . . .'
'So what?' Alice and Fred spoke together, and he caught her hand so naturally that they stood, hands clasped, like a pair of children, and never knew it.
'Logic,' said Duff, 'is a wonderful thing, after all. Yes, I know.'
'Who?'
'Only one of them,' Duff said.
'Which one?'
'There's an 'if.' Two 'ifs.' If this and if that, why, then I know. Not only that our wicked one is only one, but which one. The two sets of facts check, 'if' and 'if.' But the logic's so clear. The 'i?s' are nearly answered. They have to fit. After all, probability's a law, too.'
Killeen came out of Innes's door. 'Hello.'
Duff paid no attention. He put his hands on Alice's shoulders and looked searchingly iato her face. 'That funny Uttle sound,' he said. 'Why do we hear it now! What's happened? What thought went through that brain and set it off? Something's happened, if only a thought. If only an idea. Look here, my dear, we forgot something. There's another chance. Suppose she doesn't bother to unmurder Innes? Suppose, instead, she murders you7''
'M-me?' said Alice.
'What is this?' said Killeen.
'Murders you first,' said Duff. 'Do you see? Then, let Innes get his pill. Let that plot proceed. You can't inherit while he's still alive. And you can't inherit once you're
dead.' He turned. 'Mr. Killeen, if Alice dies and then, soon after, Innes dies, not having changed the will you've just drawn, what happens?'
'He'd be intestate, as far as the bulk of his fortune goes,' said Killeen, looking white and shocked. 'He directed that it be put in trust for Alice, and then for his children.'
'But if there were no children?'
'To his kin,' said Killeen.
'Not Alice's heirs?''
'No, no. Since she's not, herself, his natural heir. Not yet. Not until they are married. No, it would go to his mother and sisters.'
'Why didn't he set up a trust for them, here and now, to continue whether he lived or died?'
'I wanted him to,' said Killeen. 'But he was so bent on making it plain and clear that they'd better leave him ahve.'
'He overreached himself,' said Duff. 'You see? He should have made his life or death a matter of indifference to them.'
'Listen,' said Fred to Alice. 'You've got to get out of here.'
Killeen said, 'Alice, take the train with me tonight.'
'Yeah, go ahead,' said Fred.
'We have to get down to dinner,' she said. 'We're late. We mustn't let them know what we think. Must we? Mr. Duff, you'll be here. Nothing will happen while you're here. Hadn't we better go down to dinner?'
Duffs face didn't lighten. 'It may not be my departure, but Killeen's, she'll wait for. It may occur to her that, with 'KDleen handy, Innes could draw still another will.''
