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Ned Beaumont took a long breath。 His eves were shiny。 He moistened his lips and then pressed them together in a tight secretive smile； but when Janet Henry came into the room his face was a mask of casual politeness。
She came straight to his bed and said： 〃Oh； Mr。 Beaumont； I was so glad to hear that you were recovering so nicely that I simply had to e。〃 She put a hand in his and smiled down at him。 Though her eyes were not a dark brown her otherwise pure blondness made them seem dark。 〃So if you didn't want me to e you're not to blame Paul。 I made him bring me。〃
Ned Beaumont smiled back at her and said： 〃I'm awfully glad you did。 It's terribly kind of you。〃
Paul Madvig； following Janet Henry into the room； had gone around to the opposite side of the bed。 He grinned affectionately from her to Ned Beaumont and said： 〃I knew you'd be； Ned。 I told her so。 How's it go today？〃
〃Nobly。 Pull some chairs up。〃
〃We can't stay；〃 the blond man replied。 〃I've got to meet M'Laughlin at the Grandcourt。〃
〃But I don't；〃 Janet Henry said。 She directed her smile at Ned Beaumont again。 〃Mayn't I staya little while？〃
〃I'd love that；〃 Ned Beaumont assured her while Madvig； ing around the bed to place a chair for her； beamed delightedly upon each of them in turn and said： 〃That's fine。〃 When the girl was sitting beside the bed and her black coat had been laid back over the back of the chair； Madvig looked at his watch and growled： 〃I've got to run。〃 He shook Ned Beaumont's hand。 〃Anything I can get for you？〃
〃No； thanks； Paul。〃
〃Well； be good。〃 The blond man turned towards Janet Henry； stopped； and addressed Ned Beaumont again： 〃How far do you think I ought to go with M'Laughlin this first time？〃
Ned Beaumont moved his shoulders a little。 〃As far as you want； so long as you don't put anything in plain words。 They scare him。 But you could hire him to mit murders if you put it to him in a long…winded way； like： 'If there was a man named Smith who lived in such and such a place and he got sick or something and didn't get well and you happened to drop in to see me some time and just by luck an envelope addressed to you had been sent there in care of me； how would I know it had five hundred dollars in it？'。〃
Madvig nodded。 〃I don't want any murders；〃 he said； 〃but we do need that railroad vote。〃 He frowned。 〃I wish you were up； Ned。〃
〃I will be in a day or two。 Did you see the Observer this morning？〃
〃No。〃
Ned Beaumont looked around the room。 〃Somebody's run off with it。 The dirt was in an editorial in a box in the middle of the front page。 'What are our city officials going to do about it？ A list of six weeks' crimes to show we're having a crime…wave。 A lot smaller list of who's been caught to show the police aren't able to do much about it。 Most of the squawking done about Taylor Henry's murder。〃
When her brother was named； Janet Henry winced and her lips parted in a little silent gasp。 Madvig looked at her and then quickly at Ned Beaumont to move his head in a brief warning gesture。
Ned Beaumont； ignoring the effect of his words on the others； continued： 〃They were brutal about that。 Accused the police of deliberately keeping their hands off the murder for a week so a gambler high in political circles could use it to square a grievance with another gambler meaning my going after Despain to collect my money。 Wondered what Senator Henry thought of his new political allies' use of his son's murder for this purpose。〃
Madvig； red of face； fumbling for his watch； said hastily： 〃I'll get a copy and read it。 I've got to〃
〃Also；〃 Ned Beaumont went on serenely； 〃they accuse the police of raidingafter having protected them for yearsthose joints whose owners wouldn't e across with enormous campaign…contributions。 That's what they make of your fight with Shad O'Rory。 And they promise to print a list of the places that are still running because their owners did e across。〃
Madvig said； 〃Well； well；〃 unfortably； said； 〃Good…by； have a nice visit；〃 to Janet Henry； 〃See you later；〃 to Ned Beaumont； and went out。
Janet Henry leaned forward in her chair。 〃Why don't you like me？〃 she asked Ned Beaumont。
〃I think maybe I do；〃 he said。
She shook her head。 〃You don't。 I know it。〃
〃You can't go by my manners；〃 he told her。 〃They're always pretty bad。〃
〃You don't like n…me；〃 she insisted； not answering his smile； 〃and I want you to。〃
He was modest； 〃Why？〃
〃Because you are Paul's best friend；〃 she replied。
〃Paul；〃 he said； looking obliquely at her； 〃has a lot of friends： he's a politician。〃
She moved her head impatiently。 〃You're his best friend。〃 She paused； then added： 〃He thinks so。〃
〃What do you think？〃 he asked with inplete seriousness。
〃I think you are；〃 she said gravely； 〃or you would not be here now。 You would not have gone through that for him。〃
His mouth twitched in a meager smile。 He did not say anything。
When it became manifest that he was not going to speak she said。 earnestly： 〃I wish you would like me； if you can。〃
He repeated： 〃I think maybe I do。〃
She shook her head。 〃You don't。〃
He smiled at her。 His smile was very young and engaging； his eyes shy； his voice youthfully diffident and confiding； as he said： 〃I'll tell you what makes you think that； Miss Henry。 It'syou see； Paul picked me up out of the gutter； as you might say； just a year or so ago； and so I'm kind of awkward and clumsy when I'm around people like you who belong to another world altogethersociety and roto…sections and alland you mistake that uhgaucherie for enmity； which it isn't at all。〃
She rose and said； 〃You're ridiculing me；〃 without resentment。
When she had gone Ned Beaumont lay back on his pillows and stared at the ceiling with glittering eyes until the nurse came in。
The nurse came in and asked： 〃What have you been up to now？〃
Ned Beaumont raised his head to look sullenly at her； but he did not speak。
The nurse said： 〃She went out of here as near crying as anybody could without crying。〃
Ned Beaumont lowered his head to the pillow again。 〃I must be losing my grip；〃 he said。 〃I usually make senators' daughters cry。〃
4
A man of medium size； young and dapper； with a sleek； dark； rather good…looking face； came in。
Ned Beaumont sat up in bed and said： 〃'Lo； Jack。〃
Jack said； 〃You don't look as bad as I thought you would；〃 and advanced to the side of the bed。
〃I'm still all in one piece。 Grab a chair。〃
Jack sat down and took out a package of cigarettes。
Ned Beaumont said： 〃I've got another job for you。〃 He put a hand under his pillows and brought out an envelope。
Jack lit his cigarette before he took the envelope from Ned Beaumont's hand。 It was a plain white envelope addressed to Ned Beaumont at St。 Luke's Hospital and bore the local postmark dated two days before。 Inside was a single typewritten sheet of paper which Jack took out and read。
What do you know about Paul Madvig that Shad O'Rory was so anxious to learn？
Has it anything to do with the murder of Taylor Henry？
If not； why should you have gone to such lengths to keep it secret？
Jack refolded the sheet of paper and returned it to the envelope before he raised his head。 Then he asked： 〃Does it make sense？〃
〃Not that I know of。 I want you to find out who wrote it。〃
Jack nodded。 〃Do I keep it？〃
〃Yes。〃
Jack put the envelope in his pocket。 〃Any ideas about who might have done it？〃
〃None at all。〃
Jack studied the lighted end of his cigarette。 〃It's a job； you know；〃 he said presently。
〃I know it；〃 Ned Beaumont agreed； 〃and all I can tell you is that there's been a lot of themor several of themin the past week。 That's my third。 I know' Farr got at least one。 I don't know who else has been getting them。〃
〃Can I see some of the others？〃
Ned Beaumont said： 〃That's the only one I kept。 They're all pretty much alike； thoughsame paper； same typewriting； three questions in each； all on the same subject。〃
Jack regarded Ned Beaumont with inquisitive eyes。 〃But not exactly the same questions？〃 he asked。
〃Not exactly； but all getting to the same point。〃
Jack nodded and smoked his cigarette。
Ned Beaumont said： 〃You understand this is to be strictly on the qt。〃
〃Sure。〃 Jack took the cigarette from his mouth。 〃The 'same point' you mentioned is Madvig's connection with the murder？〃
〃Yes；〃 Ned Beaumont replied； looking with level eyes at the sleek dark young man； 〃and there isn't any connection。〃
Jack's dark face was inscrutable。 〃I don't see how there could be；〃 he said as he stood up。
5
The nurse came in carrying a large basket of fruit。 〃Isn't it lovely？〃 she said as she set it down。
Ned Beaumont nodded cautiously。
The nurse took a small stiff envelope from the basket。 〃I bet you it's from her；〃 she said； giving Ned Beaumont the envelope。
〃What'll you bet？〃
〃Anything you want。〃
Ned Beaumont nodded as if some dark suspicion had been confirmed。 〃You looked；〃 he said。
〃Why； you〃 Her words stopped when he laughed； but indignation remained in her mien。
He took Janet Henry's card from the envelope。 One word was written on it： Please！ Frowning at the card； he told the nurse； 〃You win；〃 and tapped the card on a thumb…nail。 〃Help yourself to that gunk and take enough of it so it'll look as if I'd been eating it。〃
Later that afternoon he wrote：
MY DEAR MISS HENRY
You've quite overwhelmed me with your kindnessfirst your
ing to see me； and then the fruit。 I don't at all know
how to thank you； but I hope I shall some day be able to more
clearly show my gratitude。
Sincerely yours；
NED BEAUMONT
When he had finished he read what he had written； tore it up； and rewrote it on another sheet of paper； using the same words； but rearranging them to make the ending of the second sentence read： 〃be able some day to show my gratitude more clearly。〃
6
Ned Beaumont； in bathrobe and slippers this morning； was reading a copy of the Observer over his breakfast at a table by the window of his hospital…room when Opal Madvig came in。 He folded the newspaper； put it face…down on the table beside his tray； and rose saying； 〃'Lo； snip；〃 cordially。 He was pale。
〃Why didn't you call me up when you got back from New York？〃 she demanded in an accusing tone。 She too was pale。 Pallor accentuated the childlike texture of her skin； yet made her face seem less young。 Her blue eyes were wide open and dark with emotion； but not to be read easily。 She held herself tall without stiffness； in the manner of one more sure of his balance than of stability underfoot。 Ignoring the chair he moved out from the wall for her； she repeated； imperatively as before： 〃Why didn't you？〃
He laughed at her； softly； indulgently； and said： 〃I like you in that shade of brown。〃
〃Oh； Ned； please〃
〃That's better；〃 he said。 〃I intended ing out to the house； but wellthere were lots of things happening when I got back and a lot of loose ends of things that had happened while I was gone； and by the time I finished with those I ran into Shad O'Rory and got sent here。〃 He waved an arm to indicate the hospital。
Her gravity was not affected by the lightness of his tone。
〃Are they going to hang this Des pain？〃 she asked curtly。
He laughed again and said： 〃We're not going to get very far talking like this。〃
She frowned； but said； 〃Are they； Ned？〃 with less haughtiness。
〃I don't think so；〃 he told her； shaking his head a little。 〃The chances are he didn't kill Taylor after all。〃
She did not seem surprised。 〃Did you know that when you asked me toto help you getor fix upevidence against him？〃
He smiled reproachfully。 〃Of course not； snip。 What do you think I am？〃
〃You did know it。〃 Her voice was cold and scornful as her blue eyes。 〃You only wanted to get the money he owed you and you made me help you use Taylor's murder for that。〃
〃Have it your own way；〃 he replied indifferently。
She came a step closer to him。 The faintest of quivers disturbed her chin for an instant； then her young face was firm and bold again。 〃Do you know who killed him？〃 she asked； her eyes probing his。
He shook his head slowly from side to side。
〃Did Dad？〃
He blinked。 〃You mean did Paul know who killed him？〃
She stamped a