At last he rose and
faced us, almost as if in triumph. I could not see what he had
discovered - at least it did not seem to be anything tangible, like
a weapon.
Quickly he opened the pocketbook which she had carried. It seemed
to be empty, and he was about to shut it when something white,
sticking in one corner, caught his eye. Craig pulled out a clipping
from a newspaper, and we crowded about him to look at it. It was a
large clipping from the section of one of the metropolitan journals
which carries a host of such advertisements as "spirit medium,"
"psychic palmist," "yogi mediator," "magnetic influences," "crystal
gazer," "astrologer," "trance medium," and the like. At once I
thought of the sallow, somewhat mystic countenance of Dudley, and
the idea flashed, half-formed, in my mind that somehow this clue,
together with the purchase of the book on clairvoyance, might prove
the final link necessary.
But the first problem in Kennedy's mind was to keep in touch with
what the authorities were doing. That kept us busy for several
hours, during which Craig was in close consultation with the
coroner's physician. The physician was of the opinion that Miss
Gilbert had been drugged as well as strangled, and for many hours,
down in his laboratory, his chemists were engaged in trying to
discover from tests of her blood whether the theory was true.
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