The Tall House Mystery (Musaicum Murder Mysteries). Dorothy Fielding

him in yourself, if possible. He's a small man—dark—turned-up nose—cleft in his chin. He'll be wearing a big yellow buttonhole and will loiter about on the pavement opposite The Tall House. You'll have to prove all your assertions."

      "I don't know about all," came Miss Longstaff's voice, "but I shall be able to prove the one that matters most."

      "You'll have to prove, or be prepared to prove, any we print," Warner said authoritatively. He thought this young woman needed firmness.

      "Personally, I shouldn't be surprised if she killed him herself in order to get a chance with us." Warner's hand was over the transmitter. "But Courtfield will soon find out..." He uncovered the instrument. "Who else is staying in the house, Miss Longstaff?"

      She told him. He passed it on, again with the transmitter covered.

      "Miss Winifred Pratt?" Ryland spelled it with one "t" in his interest, "the Beauty? We have her picture taken the night she was presented..."

      "Ah," Warner murmured, "possibly she's the explanation. Well, if so, Courtfield will find out. If the beautiful Miss Pratt is roped in to the affair, so much the more stir. I don't need to tell Courtfield to keep his eye open for libel actions. Though I don't think Miss Longstaff will cross the line. Too clever by half."