15/16 Hello, Nick." A man had groped his way between the trees and stood just under the window. Besides, poor Helene never would have come alone, so there you are." "To hell with all this melodramatic business. It could have been done anywhere--" "Not much. Dark corners for dark doings." "Well, hand it over." Ruyler had given his brain an icy shower bath as soon as he heard his wife's voice, and was now as cool and alert as even the detective could have wished. He did not wait for the promised impulse to his elbow; his hand shot up just ahead of Doremus's and closed over his wife's hand, which, he felt at once, held the ruby. |