CHAPTER VI

THE WRITING IN BRAILLE THE GIRL was making tea on an electric stove when he came in. “Hallo!” he said with a start. “I had forgotten you,” and she smiled. “Tell me,” he asked quickly, “did Stuart have any cuff-links?” She nodded and took a small packet from her table. “The Commissioner forgot to send these on; they came in just after you left,” she said. He opened the paper. The links were of plain gold, without crest or monogram. He took the enamel and diamond half-link from his pocket and inspected it. “What is t…