"I reached the door
at the same moment you did and passed right around the dining room
to get a view of what was going on. I thought I would take a squint
at the tables and see if there was any wine being used," he admitted.
"But there was nothing doing in that line. Then Mr. Clymer offered
to bring me down to Headquarters, and I left the club with him."
Kent took a turn about the room. "Did Mr. Clymer go to the Cosmos
Club?" he asked, pausing by the detective.
"No, I heard him tell his chauffeur to drive to the Saratoga. Want
to use the telephone?" observing Kent's glance stray to the
instrument.
By way of answer Kent took off the receiver and after giving a
number to Central, he recognized Clymer's voice over the telephone.
"That you, Mr. Clymer? Yes, well, this is Kent speaking. Can you
tell me who was the last person to leave the porch when Colonel de
Geofroy made his farewell speech to-night at the club?"
"I was," came Clymer's surprised answer.
"I waited for McIntyre to pick up Mrs. Brewster's fan."
"Did he take my letter off the table also?" called Kent.
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