“Look here, what are you getting at, chief?�
“A psychological question. Answer me.�
“I’d hate to give her the chance, that’s all.�
“Do you think that she could have led Lynne to do her bidding by the power of her fascinations?�
“Confound her fascinations. It isn’t that; it’s her eyes, chief; her tiger eyes; her yellow eyes, that can blaze so that they frighten one. Now! How did she get in here, and how did she get out again, and take Lynne with her? Will this thing suggest a way by which she might have taken him out?�
He held up to the detective’s view a small rubber cork.
“Looks as though it might have fitted a phial that held chloroform, chief, doesn’t it?� he asked. “I found it on the floor over there beneath that life-size painting of J. Cephas;� and as he said this he jerked his head toward the north side of the room between the windows.
“Found it there, did you?� replied Nick, rising. “Show me just where you found it.�
Patsy led the way across the room.