THE GOLDEN SLIPPER
AND OTHER PROBLEMS FOR VIOLET STRANGE
| PROBLEM I. | THE GOLDEN SLIPPER |
| PROBLEM II. | THE SECOND BULLET |
| PROBLEM III. | AN INTANGIBLE CLUE |
| PROBLEM IV. | THE GROTTO SPECTRE |
| PROBLEM V. | THE DREAMING LADY |
| PROBLEM VI. | THE HOUSE OF CLOCKS |
| PROBLEM VII. | THE DOCTOR, HIS WIFE, AND THE CLOCK |
| PROBLEM VIII. | MISSING: PAGE THIRTEEN |
| PROBLEM IX. | VIOLET’S OWN |
“She’s here! I thought she would be. She’s one of the three young ladies you see in the right-hand box near the proscenium.”
The gentleman thus addressed—a man of middle age and a member of the most exclusive clubs—turned his opera glass toward the spot designated, and in some astonishment retorted:
“She? Why those are the Misses Pratt and—”
“Miss Violet Strange; no other.”
“And do you mean to say—”
“I do—”
“That yon silly little chit, whose father I know, whose fortune I know, who is seen everywhere, and who is called one of the season’s belles is an agent of yours; a—a—”
“No names here, please. You want a mystery solved. It is not a matter for the police—that is, as yet,—and so you come to me, and when I ask for the facts, I find that women and only women are involved, and that these women are not only young but one and all of the highest society. Is it a man’s work to go to the bottom of a combination like this? No. Sex against sex, and, if possible, youth against youth. Happily, I know such a person—a girl of gifts and extraordinarily well placed for the purpose. Why she uses her talents in this direction—why, with means enough to play the part natural to her as a successful debutante, she consents to occupy herself with social and other mysteries, you must ask her, not me. Enough that I promise you her aid if you want it. That is, if you can interest her. She will not work otherwise.”
Mr. Driscoll again raised his opera glass.
“But it