"Oh, any number of 'em. And, I might add, they're all pets." Vance's lightness of tone meant merely that he was not ready to outline his suspicions; and Markham did not push the matter.
"We won't need any theories," declared Heath, "after we've heard what Ada's got to tell us. As soon as she talks to us to-morrow we'll be able to figure out who poisoned her."
"Perhaps," murmured Vance.
Drumm returned alone a few minutes later.
"Doctor Von Blon has stepped into the other girl's room. Said he'd be down right away."
"What did he have to say about your patient?" asked Vance.
"Nothing much. She put new energy into her walking the minute she saw him, though. Smiled at him, too, by Jove! A good sign, that. She'll come through fast. Lot of resistance in her."
Drumm had hardly ceased speaking when we heard Sibella's door close and the sound of descending footsteps on the stairs.
"By the by, doctor," said Vance to Von Blon as the latter re-entered the drawing-room, "have you seen Oppenheimer yet?"
"I saw him at eleven. The fact is, I went direct to him after leaving here this morning. He has agreed to make an examination to-morrow at ten o'clock."
"And was Mrs. Greene agreeable?"
"Oh, yes. I spoke to her about it this morning; and she made no objection whatever."
A short while later we took our departure. Von
