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Portrait of Carolyn Wells Carolyn Wells More Lives Than One — VIII. The Public Inquiry (1923)

No one present claimed the glove or the fan or the mask or the vanity case—but the examiner was not surprised.
They were all of small value, and to claim them might lay an innocent guest open to annoying questions that would mean nothing after all.
The only thing that the detective had any hope of using was the glove. He felt vaguely that much could be learned from a woman’s glove, but though he had examined it carefully inside and out, he could read nothing from it.
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Portrait of Carolyn Wells Carolyn Wells More Lives Than One — VIII. The Public Inquiry (1923)

He is a chap who enjoys himself wherever he is. Who is ready to take his part and do his share always. But I’ve never known him to talk about himself or to draw attention to himself—except as it might follow a discussion of his work. He is an earnest and a painstaking painter, though as yet he has not made a name for himself in the Art world. Perhaps once a week, a few of us congregate here and jabber on art topics. A party, such as was held last night, is most unusual for Locke to give though he often has smaller gatherings.
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Portrait of Carolyn Wells Carolyn Wells More Lives Than One — VIII. The Public Inquiry (1923)

Miss Vallon was already an illustrator of books or magazines. Miss Cutler was still studying—while the two men painted pictures without any definite idea of their ultimate bestowal.
“Did you never hear Mr. Locke mention a relative or a near friend outside your circle?” Babcock asked.
“No, not that I remember,” Miss Vallon replied, thoughtfully. “I may have heard him speak of his mother once or twice, but only in a reminiscent way; I don’t know whether she is living or not.”
So Miss Vallon’s knowledge was of no more help than Post’s.
The examiner turned hopefully to Pearl Jane Cutler.
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