Mrs. Wilson Woodrow,
The Mystery of the Pink Pieces…
(1913)
“ Nevertheless, they all accepted. “Doesn't it strike you as odd,” murmured Willy to Rose, as soon as they were alone, “that as soon as one member of our interesting little group decided to go to town for the day, the rest all arrived at the same decision?” “It may be coincidence,” she said; “but—what do you make of it, Willy?” “That there are those among us—I wish to goodness I knew who!—who are determined not to let others among us out of their sight. Oh, Rose, if there are not some interesting developments to-morrow I am a false prophet.” ”
