“That I do not say. But I was not content.”
“Miss Cordier, have you seen this book before? I call your attention to its title—Stone on Commercial Paper, Volume III.”
Miss Cordier’s black eyes swept it perfunctorily. “Yes, that book I know.”
“When did you last see it?”
“The night of June nineteenth, about nine o’clock.”
“Where?”
“In the study of Mr. Ives.”
“What particularly brought it to your attention?”
“Because I take it out of the corner by the desk to look inside it.”
“For what purpose?”