Have you had word from him?"
"Not - not directly." She had been nervously twisting her
handkerchief about in her fingers; suddenly she turned and looked
full at Kent, her eyes burning feverishly. "I would give all I
possess, my hope of future happiness even, if I could prove that
Jimmie died from angina pectoris."
Kent looked at her in mingled sympathy and doubt. - What did her
words imply - further tragedy?
"Jimmie might not have died from angina pectoris," he said, "and
still not have been poisoned -"
"You mean -"
"Suicide."
Slowly Helen took in his meaning, but she volunteered no remark,
and Kent after a pause, added, "While I have not seen Coroner
Penfield I did hear last night what killed Jimmie." Helen
straightened up, one hand pressed to her heart. "It was a lethal
dose of amyl nitrite."
"Amyl nitrite," she repeated. "Yes, I have heard that it is given
for heart trouble. How" - she looked at him queerly. "How is it
administered?"
"By crushing a capsule in a handkerchief and inhaling its fumes "
- he was watching her closely.
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