he broke out, "that was marvellous. I never dreamed such a thing
was possible. But don't you think you could have learned
something more up there in the office by looking around?"

"I did learn it," answered Kennedy. "The lock on the door was
intact--whoever did the job let himself in by a key. There is no
other way to get in."

Andrews gave a low whistle and glanced involuntarily up at the
window with the sign of Morowitch & Co. in gold letters several
floors above.

"Don't look up. I think that was Kahan looking out at us," he
said, fixing his eyes on his cigar. "I wonder if he knows more
about this than he has told! He was the 'company,' you know, but
his interest in the business was only very slight. By George--"

"Not too fast, Mr. Andrews," interrupted Craig. "We have still to
see Mrs. Morowitch and the doctor before we form any theories."

"A very handsome woman, too," said Andrews, as we seated
ourselves in the car: "A good deal younger than Morowitch. Say,
Kahan isn't a bad-looking chap, either, is he? I hear he was a
very frequent visitor at his partner's house. Well, which first,
Mrs. M. or the doctor?"

"The house," answered Craig.

Mr. Andrews introduced us to Mrs. Morowitch, who was in very deep
mourning, which served, as I could not help noticing, rather to