The Golden Slipper, and Other Problems for Violet StrangeGreen, Anna Katharine
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The Golden Slipper, and Other Problems for Violet Strange
Green, Anna Katharine
Detective and mystery stories, American
“That I do not remember. A few weeks or possibly a few days after that
dreadful night.”
“And where is he now?”
“Ah, that I have not the least means of knowing. But,” she objected, in
sudden distrust, “what do you want of Leonard? If he did not follow Dr.
Zabriskie to his own door, he could tell us nothing that would convince
my husband that he is labouring under an illusion.”
“But he might tell us something which would convince us that Dr.
Zabriskie was not himself after the accident; that he--”
“Hush!” came from her lips in imperious tones. “I will not believe that
he shot Mr. Hasbrouck even if you prove him to have been insane at the
time. How could he? My husband is blind. It would take a man of very
keen sight to force himself into a house closed for the night, and kill
a man in the dark at one shot.”
“On the contrary, it is only a blind man who could do this,” cried a
voice from the doorway. “Those who trust to eyesight must be able to
catch a glimpse of the mark they aim at, and this room, as I have been
told, was without a glimmer of light. But the blind trust to sound, and
as Mr. Hasbrouck spoke--”
“Oh!” burst from the horrified wife, “is there no one to stop him when
he speaks like that?”
III
As you will see, this matter, so recklessly entered into, had proved
to be of too serious a nature for me to pursue it farther without
the cognizance of the police. Having a friend on the force in whose
discretion I could rely, I took him into my confidence and asked for his
advice. He pooh-poohed the doctor’s statements, but said that he would
bring the matter to the attention of the superintendent and let me
know the result. I agreed to this, and we parted with the mutual
understanding that mum was the word till some official decision had been
arrived at. I had not long to wait. At an early day he came in with the
information that there had been, as might be expected, a division of
opinion among his superiors as to the importance of Dr. Zabriskie’s
so-called confession, but in one point they had been unanimous and that
was the desirability of his appearing before them at Headquarters for
a personal examination. As, however, in the mind of two out of three of
them his condition was attributed entirely to acute mania, it had been
thought best to employ as their emissary one in whom he had already
confided and submitted his case to,--in other words, myself. The time
was set for the next afternoon at the close of his usual office hours.
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