and saw it in reyes. But I was so shocked I couldn't help it! For a pnd I couldn't move. God, I was dumb! I stood there ng at him, thinking I wouldn't have recognized l if he hadn't had a hat on, and then he looked at me saw what was happening. I knew then all right an awful fool I was, and I turned away and Dved off, but it was too late. I know how to manage face with nearly anybody, anywhere, but that was > much for me. It showed so plain that Mrs. Orwin ked me what was the matter with me and I had to to pull myself together--then seeing Nero Wolfe fcve me the idea of telling him, only of course I in't right there with the crowd--and then I saw i going out and as soon as I could break away I came
. to find you.' She tried smiling at me, but it didn't work so good. Jow I feel some better,' she said hopefully. I nodded. 'That's good bourbon. Is it a secret who recognized?' 'No. I'm going to tell Nero Wolfe.'
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'You decided to tell me.' I flipped a hand. 'Suit yourself. Whoever you tell, what good will that do?'
'Why--then he can't do anything to me.'
'Why not?'
'Because he wouldn't dare. Nero Wolfe will tell him that I've told about him, so that if anything happened to me he would know it was him, and he'd know who he is--I mean Nero Wolfe would know--and so would you.'
'We would if we had his name and address.' I was studying her. 'He must be quite a specimen, to scare you that bad. And speaking of names, what's yours?'
She made a little noise that could have been meant for a kugh. 'Do you like Marjorie?'
'So-so.'
'I used Evelyn Carter in Paris once. Do you like that?'
'Not bad. What are you using now?'
She hesitated, frowning.
'Good Lord,' I protested, 'you're not in a vacuum, and I'm a detective. They took the names down at the door.'
'Cynthia Brown,' she said.
'I like that fine. That's Mrs. Orwin you came with?'
'Yes.'
'She's the current customer? The lead you picked up in Florida?'
'Yes. But that's--' She gestured. 'That's finished. That's settled now, since I'm telling you and Nero Wolfe. I'm through.'
'I know. A job at Macy's or marry a truck driver. There's one thing you haven't told me, though--who was it you recognized?'
She turned her head for a glance at the door and then turned it still farther to look behind her. When
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face came back to me it was out of kilter again, , the teeth pinching the lower lip. 'Can anyone hear us?' she asked.
*Nope. That other door goes to the front room-- the cloakroom. Anyhow this room's sound
afed, including the doors.' , She glanced at the hall door again, returned to me, |: lowered her voice. 'This has to be done the way I
r'
|'Sure, why not?' ('I wasn't being honest with you.' 'I wouldn't expect it from a crook. Start over.' 'I mean--' She used the teeth on the lip again. 'I I'm not just scared about myself. I'm scared all t, but I don't just want Nero Wolfe for what I said, nt him to get him for murder, but he has to keep tout of it. I don't want to have anything to do with
cops--not now I don't especially. I'm through. If |won't do it that way--do you think he will?' * 1 was feeling a faint tingle at the base of my spine. I r get that on special occasions, but this was unques bly something special, if Marjorie Evelyn Carter , Brown wasn't taking me for a ride to pay for i drinks.
11 gave her a hard look and didn't let the tingle get (my voice. 'He might, for you, if you pay him. What
of evidence have you got? Any?' i 'I saw him.' fe'Y6u mean today?'
: 'I mean I saw him then.' She had her hands i tight 'I told you--I had a friend. I stopped in apartment that afternoon. I was just leaving-- i was inside, in the bathroom--and as I got near i entrance door I heard a key turning in the lock, the outside. I stopped, and the door came open
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and a man came in. When he saw me he just stood and stared. I had never met Doris's bank account and I knew she didn't want me to, and since he had a key I supposed of course it was him, making an unexpected call, so I mumbled something about Doris being in the bathroom and went past him, through the door and on out.'
She paused. Her clasped hands loosened and then tightened again.
'I'm burning my bridges,' she said, 'but I can deny all this if I have to. I went and kept a cocktail date, and then phoned Doris's number to ask if our dinner date was still on, considering the visit of the bank account. There was no answer, so I went back to her apartment and rang the bell, and there was no answer to that either. It was a self-service elevator place, no doorman or hallman, so there was no one to ask anything. Her maid found her body the next morning. The papers said she had been killed the day before. That man killed her. There wasn't a word about him--no one had seen him enter or leave. And I didn't open my mouth! I was a lousy coward!'
'And today all of a sudden there he is, looking at orchids?'
