CHAPTER 15LIEUTENANT KELLY maintained an obstinate good-natured silence on the entire matter of the Wyndham jewels. There was a general rumor in town that they’d turned up, but there’s no doubt it started in my kitchen. Estaphine was as proud of having the Baltimore police detective come to the house as if he’d been the governor.
I saw quite a little of him off and on in the next few days, and found him singularly communicative on every subject but the Wyndham case. The only actually new bit of information I got came from another source. I called up the Patch Box Saturday afternoon for a manicure and found that Daphne Lake was no longer connected with the shop. That very day I met the woman whose house the girl lived in. She raised her brows significantly. Miss Lake had left her house lat
