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"Actually, I learned very little. I am to be told the details of my new position this afternoon. In less than an hour's time, as a matter
    of fact."
    Baxter sat down at the writing table he used to record his notes.
    Something crunched under his thigh. He saw that he had just crumpled a page of observations that he had made on a recent experi-
    ment.
    "Bloody hell." He picked up the foolscap and smoothed it carefully.
    Rosalind glanced dismissively at the mangled notes and then
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    peered intently at.Baxter. "Do not keep me in suspense. What are your first impressions of Miss Arkendale?"
    -I found her to be            Baxter hesitated, searching for the correct word. "Formidable." "Fiendishly clever, would you say?" "Possibly." "A deceiving, coldhearted villainess?"
    Baxter hesitated. "I must point out, madam, that you really do not have any proof of your accusations." "Bali. You will find the evidence we need soon enough." "Do not be too certain of that. I can envision Miss Arkendale in many roles." Including that of a paramour. The images came out of nowhere, searing and intense. His body reacted as though he had been plunged into a recently tumbled bed that smelled of passion and desire. Perhaps it had been a bit too long since his last liaison, he thought glumly. "But it's difficult to see her as a blackmailing murderess. "
    Rosalind glared at him. "Are you entertaining doubts about this project we have embarked upon?" "We? I seem to find myself alone in this endeavor." "Do not mince words with me. You know very well what I mean. "
    "I have told you from the start that I have doubts," Baxter said. "Grave doubts. For starters, you have absolutely no proof that Charlotte Arkendale was blackmailing Drusilla Heskett, let alone that she murdered her." "Drusilla herself confided to me one night after we had gone through a bottle of port, that she had paid Miss Arkendale a cons'derable sum. When I inquired as to why she had done such a thing) she suddenly changed the topic. I did not think much about it until after she was killed. Then I recalled how mysterious she had been about the matter. It is all too much of a coincidence, Baxter.- "Mrs. Heskett was a close friend of yours. Surely she would have told You if she was being blackmailed," Baxter said.

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    "Not necessarily. By its very nature, blackmail must touch on some extremely intimate and personal secret. It must threaten to
    reveal something the victim would not want anyone, perhaps most
    especially her closest friends, to know."
    "If Mrs. Heskett was willing to pay, why would the blackmailer murder her? Rather defeats the purpose, don't you think?" "Who knows how a blackmailer thinks?" Rosalind got to her
    feet with regal grace and started toward the door. "Perhaps Drusilla stopped the payments. I expect you to discover the truth about her
    death, Baxter. I have made it my goal to see that justice is done. Keep me informed." "Hmm." "By the bye." Rosalind paused in the doorway and lowered her voice. "I really do think that you are going to have to pension off poor old Lambert. It takes him forever to answer the door these
    days. I vow, I waited on your front step for nearly ten minutes."
    "I consider his slowness in opening the door to be one of his
    greatest assets. Most people who come to call give up and go away without ever discovering that I am at home. Saves me a great deal of trouble. "
    He waited until Rosalind had left the laboratory. Then he walked slowly to the window and examined the three pots that sat
    on the sill.
    The pots were part of an ongoing experiment in agricultural chemistry. Each contained some sweet pea seeds buried in barren soil that had been laced with his most recent blend of minerals and chemicals.
    So far there was no sign of life.
    9he ticking of the study clock seemed inordinately loud. Charlotte composed herself and gazed across her desk at Baxter with what she hoped was an air of professional competence.