"No; I wasn't here at that time."
Godfrey was still running down the column of names, and was seemingly little interested in the Parello case.
"The husband rather impressed me," went on the chief. "Rather a handsome fellow in his day, but now evidently a wreck—and a perfect brute morally—or so I judge."
"What did he want?" inquired Godfrey negligently.
"He wanted to know what had become of her. I thought it peculiar he should have waited so long to make inquiries."
"Were you able to help him out?"
"Oh, yes; our records give the history of every case."
Godfrey closed the index, evidently disappointed.
"I don't see any trace here of the case I'm looking for," he said. "Maybe she didn't come here, after all. But I should like to look at the records, doctor, just out of curiosity. This Parello case, now——"
The chief pulled a big ledger down from a shelf, referred to a number in the index, and opened the book.