-I wonder if--" and then he stopped, noncommittally.

Suddenly he jumped up, bringing his tightly clenched fist down
with a loud clap into the palm of his hand.

"By heaven!" he exclaimed, "I--I will!"

Startled at his incomprehensible and unusual conduct I did not
attempt to pursue the conversation but let him alone as he strode
hastily to the telephone. Almost angrily he seized the receiver
and asked for a number. It was not like Craig and I could not
conceal my concern.

"Wh-what's the matter, Craig?" I blurted out eagerly.

As he waited for the number, he threw the letter over to me. I
took it and read:

"Professor Craig Kennedy, "The University, The Heights, City.

"Dear Sir,--

"I have come to the conclusion that your work is a hindrance
rather than an assistance in clearing up my father's death and I
hereby beg to state that your services are no longer required.
This is a final decision and I beg that you will not try to see me
again regarding the matter.

"Very truly yours, ELAINE DODGE."