Nick glanced at the pretty hand and arm she held out, and decided that there could be no mistaking them.
“My first impression, Detective Carter,” she quickly added, “was the same as yours—that her height might warrant a suspicion that it was a man in woman’s clothing. For that reason, sir, I particularly observed her.”
“I am glad of that,” bowed Nick. “I called here chiefly to settle this question of sex, and I have already asked Mrs. Badger about it.”
“Oh, indeed! Then you have seen her?”
“I called upon her in Brookline this morning.”
“Does what I say corroborate her statements?”
“Yes.”
Nick had mentioned the call only to see if Madame Victoria would say that she had since heard from the Badgers, but she did nothing of the kind, leaving Nick to believe that she had not. This served only to increase his growing suspicions, when recalling what she had said that morning; and he now gravely added, with his gaze indifferently fixed upon her face:
“I think there is only one more question that I would like to have you answer for me, Madame Victoria.”
“Only one?”