interest between him and the dead girl. If there had been, he did not confide in me.
It was close to four o'clock when we reached my house. I insisted that he remain with me. I called the
hospital before retiring, but they had heard nothing of Nurse Robbins. I slept a few hours, very badly.
Shortly after nine, Robbins called me on the telephone. She was half hysterical with grief. I bade her
come to my office, and when she had done so Braile and I questioned her.
"About three weeks ago," she said, "Harriet brought home to Diana a very pretty doll. The child was
enraptured. I asked Harriet where she had gotten it, and she said in a queer little store way downtown.
"'Job,' she said-my name is Jobina-'There's the queerest woman down there. I'm sort of afraid of her,
Job.'
"I didn't pay much attention. Besides, Harriet wasn't ever very communicative. I had the idea she was a