Anita scrambled from her chair, flung off his overcoat and ran to the door.
“Thank you!” she gasped and vanished.
Allen, on the other hand, showed signs of cracking now that the strain was over. He thrust out his hand.
“It is a bargain!” he gasped. “You’re a white man!”
“So’s Bernard here, if you only knew it,” grumbled Landis. “Good night, Allen.”
When they were alone Bernard chuckled.
“Full of holes, wasn’t it! But I thought we might learn something new.”
“We’ve learned plenty. We know who closed the library door and who locked the door at the end of the wing. Personally, I’m inclined to think we’ve eliminated two possible suspects, though I’m far from sure. What do you think?”
“I’m not sure, either. But you saw the holes.”
Landis nodded, smiling quizzically.