"I don"t know. I dare say that is so, but how on earth could _two_ women get out of this house without its being known?"
"And yet, they did. Whether alone or together, they both got away last night. You don"t think they"re still concealed in the house?"
"Oh, no, of course not; after the search we made."
"I can"t help thinking they"ll turn up to-day. Julie, anyway. Why, Miss Van Allen must come back or send back for her valuables. I saw jewelry and money in the dressing-room."
"Yes; but, of course, they"re safe enough. They"re all in care of the police."
We were interrupted by the entrance of a policeman and a woman who had come to work.
"She says," the policeman addressed Mrs. Reeves, "that she was expected here to-day to clean. Now, we can"t let her disturb things much, but she"d better wash up a little, and throw away some of the supper stuff that won"t keep."
Everybody seemed to look to Mrs. Reeves as a sort of proxy housekeeper, and I wondered what they would have done without her.
Though I suppose they would have managed.
"Yes, indeed," was her glad response. "Let her tidy up these breakfast things I"ve used, and there"s some cups and plates in the kitchen, for I gave those poor policemen some food "long "bout three o"clock this morning. And she can throw out the melted ice cream, it"s no good to anybody, and it surely isn"t evidence!"
I determined to ask the working-woman some questions, but the police forestalled me.
Ferrall came down and joined us, and spoke to her at once.
"Good morning, Mrs. Flaherty. Don"t you do anything now, but just what you"re told to do. And first, tell us a thing or two. How often do you come here? I"ve seen you in and out, now and again."
"Yes, I do be comin" whin I"m sint for; not of a reg"lar day. Maybe wanst a week, maybe of"ner. Thin agin, not for a fortnight."
"Just as I said," declared Mrs. Reeves. "Vicky often goes away for days at a time."
"Shure she does that. Miss Van Allen is here to-day an" gone to-morrow, but Miss Julie she looks after me wurruk, so she does."
"She engages you when you are needed?" I asked.
"Yes, sir. They"s a tillyphone in me husband"s shop, an" if anny wan calls me, he lets me know."
"When did they tell you to come here to-day?"
""Twas yisterday, sir. Miss Julie, she sinds wurrud for me to come this marnin" to clane, as they do be havin" a party last night. Ach, that this thrubble should come!"
"There, now, Mrs. Flaherty, never mind your personal feelings. We"re in a hurry." Ferrall was busy making notes of the information he was getting, and I could well understand, that any side-light on Vicky"s home life was of importance. So I tarried to listen.
"How long have you worked for Miss Van Allen?"
"A matther av a year or more."
"You clean the rooms upstairs, sometimes?"
"All over the house. Manny"s the time I"ve shwept an" vacuumed Miss Van Allen"s own bedroom an" boodore. An" likewise the music room an"
parlure an" all. Yis, sor, I"m here frekint."
"What other servants does Miss Van Allen employ?"
"n.o.body that lives in, "ceptin" Miss Julie. But there"s the laundry woman, as comes--though more often the wash goes out. Thin, there"s a ch.o.r.e boy, as runs arrants; an" sometimes a sewin" woman; an" often the caterer man"s dagoes. Yis, an" a boy, a b.u.t.tons you know, to open the dure for, say, an afternoon party. You see, Miss Van Allen is off visitin" so much, she don"t want steady help."
"Where does she visit?"
"That I dunno. But go, she does, an" I"m thinkin" it"s good times she has. For she comes back, chipper an" merry an" glad to see her friends--an" thin, all of a suddint, up an" off agin."
I knew that was Vicky Van"s habit. All that the woman said corroborated my idea of the little b.u.t.terfly"s frivolous life. So, why should she keep permanent servants if she was at home only half the time? I knew the troubles Aunt Lucy had with her menials, and I approved of Vicky"s wisdom.
"And that explains the empty icebox," Mrs. Reeves was saying, nodding her head in satisfaction. "Vicky meant to go off to-day, after the house was put in order, and she didn"t want a lot of food left to spoil."
"Yis, mum," agreed Mrs. Flaherty. "Shall I wash thim dishes now, mum?"
And she was allowed to set to work.
CHAPTER VII
RUTH SCHUYLER
There were many calls on Vicky Van"s telephone that morning. It seemed to me that the bell rang almost continually. The police people answered it, and one time, I was surprised to learn that the call was for me.
I took up the receiver and heard Mr. Bradbury"s voice.
"I called up your home," he said, "and your sister told me to try this number. Now, look here, Calhoun, I wish you"d go to see Mrs. Schuyler.
I"ve talked with her over the telephone, and she asked me to come up there, but I"ve got the Crittendon case on this morning, and I can"t get away very well. So you go and see what you can do for her. She told me you were there last night, and she"s willing to have you in my place."
I agreed, feeling rather flattered that the rich man"s widow should so readily accept me as Mr. Bradbury"s subst.i.tute.
"I"m sorry you"re going there," said Mrs. Reeves, her eyes filling with tears, as I took leave of her. "Of course, the Schuylers will pump you about Vicky, and try to make you say that she killed that man!"
"I must tell Mrs. Schuyler the truth," I said.
"Yes, but can"t you give Vicky the benefit of the doubt? For there is a doubt. Why should she kill a man she never had seen before?"
"Perhaps he wasn"t a stranger to her, after all."
"Why, I heard her say, before he came, that she didn"t know him."
"You heard her say she didn"t know Mr. Somers," I corrected. "I"ve been thinking this thing over. Suppose Vicky did know Mr. Schuyler, and when Steele proposed bringing a Mr. Somers--"
"No, you"re all wrong!" she exclaimed. "I saw them when they met, and I"m sure they had never laid eyes on each other before. There was not the least sign of recognition. Besides, that isn"t like Vicky--to have a millionaire and a married man for her friend. That girl is all right, Mr. Calhoun, and I don"t want you to let Mrs. Schuyler think she isn"t."
"Perhaps Mrs. Schuyler knows something about her."