Produced by Lynn and Chris Hill THE GOLDEN SLIPPER And Other Problems for Violet Strange By Anna Katharine Green (Mrs. Charles Rohlfs) CONTENTS I THE GOLDEN SLIPPER II THE SECOND BULLET III THE INTANGIBLE CLEW IV THE GROTTO SPECTRE V THE DREAMING LADY VI THE HOUSE OF CLOCKS VII THE DOCTOR, HIS WIFE, AND THE CLOCK VIII MISSING: PAGE THIRTEEN IX VIOLET’S OWN THE GOLDEN SLIPPER AND OTHER PROBLEMS FOR VIOLET STRANGE PROBLEM I THE GOLDEN SLIPPER “She’s here! I thought she would be. She’s one of the three young ladies you see in the right-hand box near the proscenium.” The gentleman thus addressed--a man of middle age and a member of the most exclusive clubs--turned his opera glass toward the spot designated, and in some astonishment retorted: “She? Why those are the Misses Pratt and--” “Miss Violet Strange; no other.” “And do you mean to say--” “I do--” “That yon silly little chit, whose father I know, whose fortune I know, who is seen everywhere, and who is called one of the season’s belles is an agent of yours; a--a--” “No names here, please. You want a mystery solved. It is not a matter for the police--that is, as yet,--and so you come to me, and when I ask for the facts, I find that women and only women are involved, and that these women are not only young but one and all of the highest society. Is it a man’s work to go to the bottom of a combination like this? No. Sex against sex, and, if possible, youth against youth. Happily, I know such a person--a girl of gifts and extraordinarily well placed for the purpose. Why she uses her talents in this direction--why, with means enough to play the part natural to her as a successful debutante, she consents to occupy herself with social and other mysteries, you must ask her, not me. Enough that I promise you her aid if you want it. That is, if you can interest her. She will not work otherwise.” Mr. Driscoll again raised his opera glass. “But it’s a comedy face,” he commented. “It’s hard to associate intellectuality with such quaintness of expression. Are you sure of her discretion?” “Whom is she with?” “Abner Pratt, his wife, and daughters.” “Is he a man to entrust his affairs unadvisedly?” “Abner Pratt! Do you mean to say that she is anything more to him than his daughters’ guest?” “Judge. You see how merry they are. They were in deep trouble yesterday. You are witness to a celebration.” “And she?” “Don’t you observe how they are loading her with attentions? She’s too young to rouse such interest in a family of notably unsympathetic temperament for any other reason than that of gratitude.” “It’s hard to believe. But if what you hint is true, secure me an opportunity at once of talking to this youthful marvel. My affair is serious. The dinner I have mentioned comes off in three days and--”