"Why, yes. The guilty person wouldn't tell you of his own accord."
"Thanks; that's what I wanted to know."
"Have you found out anything?" Deaves asked eagerly.
"Not yet."
"Mind, you are to find out everything you can, but you are not to take any action without consulting me."
"I understand."
While the servants were at breakfast Evan went to the water heater in the basement and, opening the valve, steamed the envelope open. He took the contents to the little room off the library to read. This is what met his eyes:
"Madagascar Hotel August—
"Mrs. George Deaves:
Dear Madam: