The Rubber Band

Then he shifted from her to me, and he had to pinch his voice. "I won't ask you to report the conversation you heard, Mr. Goodwin. But of course you've had instructions and hints from Mr. Perry, so you might as well have some from me." He got up, walked around the desk, and stood in front of me. "I presume that an important part of your investigation will be to follow Miss Fox's movements, to learn if possible what she has done with the money. When you see her entering a theater or an expensive restaurant with Mr. Perry, don't suppose she is squandering the money that way. Mr. Perry will be paying. Or if you see Mr. Perry entering her apartment of an evening, it will not he to help her dispose of the evidence. His visit will be for another purpose."

He turned and left the room, neither slow nor fast. He shut the door behind him, softly. I didn't see him, I heard him; I was looking at the others. Miss Barish stared at Miss Fox and turned pale. Perry's only visible reaction was to drop his dead cigar into the ash tray and push she tray away. The first move came from Miss Fox. She stood up.

The idea occurred to me that on account of active emotions she was probably better looking at that moment than she ordinarily was, but even discounting for that there was plenty to go on. In my detached impersonal way I warmed to her completely at exactly that moment when she stood up and looked at Anthony D. Perry. She had brown hair, neither long nor boyish bob, just a swell lot of careless hair, and her eyes were brown too and you could see at a glance that they would never tell you anything except what she wanted them to.

She spoke. "May I go now, Mr. Perry? It's past five o'clock, and I have an appointment."

Perry looked at her with no surprise. Evidently he knew her. He said, "Mr. Goodwin will want to talk with you."

"I know he will. Will the morning do? Am I to come to work tomorrow?"

"Of course. I refer you to Goodwin. He is in charge of this now, and the responsibility is his."

I shook my head. "Excuse me, Mr. Perry. Mr. Wolfe said he would decide whether he'd handle this or not after my preliminary investigation. As far as Miss Fox is concerned, tomorrow will suit me fine." I looked at her. "Nine o'clock?"

She nodded- "Not that I have anything to tell you about that money, except that I didn't take it and never saw it. I have told Mr. Perry and Mr. Muir that. I may go then? Good night."