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"I wasn't aware of the exact extent of the thefts, though of
course I knew of their existence," I replied. "What's the matter?"
"If you can wait a few moments," he went on, "I think I can
promise you a most interesting case--the first big case I've had
to test my new knowledge of crime science since I returned from
abroad. Have you time for it?"
"Time for it?" I echoed. "Garrick, I'd make time for it, if
necessary."
We sat for several moments, in silence, waiting.
I picked up an evening paper. I had already read it, but I looked
through it again, to kill time, even reading the society notes.
"By Jove, Garrick," I exclaimed as my eye travelled over the page,
"newspaper pictures don't usually flatter people, but just look at
those eyes! You can fairly see them dance even in the halftone."
The picture which had attracted my attention was of Miss Violet
Winslow, an heiress to a moderate fortune, a debutante well known
in New York and at Tuxedo that season.
As Garrick looked over my shoulder his mere tone set me wondering.


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