No, sir, I don't
know a thing about it. I can't say it impressed itself on my mind at
the time, either."
"What did Mrs. Parker do when she came to?"
"Oh, she cried as I have never seen a woman cry before. He was dead by
that time, of course. Mr. Bruce and I saw her down in the elevator to
her car. In fact, the doctor, who had arrived, said that the sooner
she was taken home the better she would be. She was quite hysterical."
"Did she say anything that you remember?"
Downey hesitated.
"Out with it, Downey," said the inspector. "What did she say as she
was going down in the elevator?"
"Nothing."
"Tell us. I'll arrest you if you don't."
"Nothing about the murder, on my honor," protested Downey.
Kennedy leaned over suddenly and shot a remark at him, "Then it was
about the note."
Downey was surprised, but not quickly enough. Still he seemed to be
considering something, and in a moment he said:
"I don't know what it was about, but I feel it is my duty, after all,
to tell you. I heard her say, 'I wonder if he knew.'"
"Nothing else?"
"Nothing else."
"What happened after you came back?"
"We entered the ladies' department. No one was there. A woman's
automobile-coat was thrown over a chair in a heap. Mr. Bruce picked it
up. 'It's Mrs. Parker's,' he said. He wrapped it up hastily, and rang
for a messenger."
"Where did he send it?"
"To Mrs. Parker, I suppose. I didn't hear the address."
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