"Exactly," the Queen said. "Now, if you'd only wear proper clothing, and a proper pouch at your belt--" "I'd be stared at," Malone said. "In court clothing--" "No one in New York would stare at you," the Queen said. "They'd think it was what they call an advertising stunt." "Anyhow," Malone said, "I wasn't wearing court clothing. So that made it easy for her to steal the notebook." Her Majesty gave him a bright smile. "There!" she said. "There, what?" Malone said. "I knew you could do it," the Queen said. "All you had to do was apply your intelligence and you'd come up with just the fact you needed." "What fact?" Malone said. "That Miss Francis has your notebook," the Queen said. "You just told me." "All right," Malone said, and stopped, and took a deep breath. After a pause he said: "What is that supposed to mean? What on Earth would she want with it? Just to look at all the pretty pictures?" "Don't be silly," the Queen said, with some asperity. "She doesn't even want to look at the thing. She doesn't care what's in it." Malone closed his eyes. "Riddle time," he murmured. "Great." Then he sighed. "O.K.," he said. "What _does_ she want with it? She must have some use for it. She isn't just a kleptomaniac or something--is she?" "Of course not," the Queen said. "Then she has a reason," Malone said. "Fine. But what is it? Is she an auxiliary member of the Silent Spooks, or something like that? Don't tell me she's Mike Fueyo's girl friend. I don't think I could take that. It's too silly." "Naturally it's silly! Sir Kenneth, I--" She stopped, and her face lit up suddenly with pleasure. "Now you're on the right track!" she said. "You just keep right on with that line of thought." Malone blinked in awe. "You mean she's--" He didn't want to say it. But the evidence was all there. Dorothy's appearance at the station. The remark Mrs. Fueyo had made when he went to the apartment. It all fit. "That's right," the Queen said, a little sadly. "She's Dorothea Francisca Fueyo--little Miguel Fueyo's older sister." XII. [Illustration] Malone put in a great deal of time, he imagined, just staring at the face of the little old lady in the screen. At last he said: "Her name is Fueyo!" "I've told you so," the Queen said with some asperity. "I know," Malone said. "But--" "You're excited," the Queen said. "You're stunned. Goodness, you don't need to tell me that, Sir Kenneth. I know." "But she's--" Malone discovered that he couldn't talk. He swallowed a couple of times and then went on. "She's Mike Fueyo's sister." "That's exactly right, Sir Kenneth," the Queen said. "Then she ... swiped the book to protect her little brother," Malone said. "Oh, boy." "Exactly, Sir Kenneth," the Queen said. "And she doesn't care about me at all," Malone said. "I mean, she only went out with me because I was me. Malone. And she wanted the notebook. That was all there was to it."