“About four o’clock on Monday, September fifth. It was a holiday, but I happened to be in my office. Sabin caught me here on a long distance telephone call.”
“Did he say where he was?”
“He said he was in his mountain cabin.”
“What did he say?”
“He said, he’d been thinking over the matter of those forgeries and said he was sending me other handwriting specimens in a letter which he would mail that afternoon.”
“Did you ever receive the letter?” Mason asked.
“No.”
“Then you gather that he didn’t mail it?”
“I think that’s a reasonable inference.”
“Do you know why he didn’t mail it?”