A few moments later Nick produced two others, and he then placed the box on the table.
“Here are two of more importance,” he remarked, showing them to Carrington and Mollie.
They bore the following names:
“Mr. Charles Ringold, Mexican Toreador. Mrs. Clara Ringold, Cabaret Singer.”
“The names of the costumes evidently were written by the same person, for the hands are identical,” Nick observed, while his companions examined them.
“But this is very strange,” said Mr. Carrington, with a look of perplexity. “I have not seen Ringold nor his wife since the unmasking. I supposed they were not here.”
“I am very sure they have not been here, Mr. Carrington,” said Mollie confidently.
“But these admission cards—how came they here, in that case?” Carrington demanded. “Perkins certainly received them at the door.”
“The arriving guests were not required to unmask for Perkins, were they?” Nick inquired.
“No, certainly not. He had a list of the invited guests, and checked off each arrival.”