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〃You're terribly kind； John Quincy；〃 she told him。
〃No … but I mean it；〃 he protested。 〃Just picture the scene to yourself。 That lonely ocean； wealth at his feet for the taking； no one to see or know。〃
She shook her head。 〃Oh； but it was wrong； wrong。 Poor Mr。 Brade。 I must make things right with him as nearly as I can。 I shall ask Harry to talk with him to…morrow …〃
〃Just a suggestion；〃 interposed John Quincy。 〃Whatever you agree to do for Brade must not be done until the man who killed your father is found。〃
She stared at him。 〃What！ You don't think that Brade …〃
〃I don't know。 Nobody knows。 Brade is unable to prove where he was early last Tuesday morning。〃
They sat silent for a moment； then the girl suddenly collapsed and buried her face in her hands。 Her slim shoulders trembled convulsively and John Quincy； deeply sympathetic； moved closer。 He put his arm about her。 The moonlight shone on her bright hair； the trades whispered in the hau tree； the breakers murmured on the beach。 She lifted her face； and he kissed her。 A cousinly kiss he had meant it to be； but somehow it wasn't … it was a kiss he would never have been up to on Beacon Street。
〃Miss Minerva said I'd find you here；〃 remarked a voice behind them。
John Quincy leaped to his feet and found himself staring into the cynical eyes of Harry Jennison。 Even though you are the girl's cousin； it is a bit embarrassing to have a man find you kissing his fiancee。 Particularly if the kiss wasn't at all cousinly … John Quincy wondered if Jennison had noticed that。
〃e in … I mean； sit down；〃 stammered John Quincy。 〃I was just going。〃
〃Good…by；〃 said Jennison coldly。
John Quincy went hastily through the living…room； where Miss Minerva sat with Amos。 〃Got an appointment down…town；〃 he explained； and picking up his hat in the hall； fled into the night。
He had intended taking the roadster； but to reach the garage he would have to pass that bench under the hau tree。 Oh； well； the colorful atmosphere of a trolley was more interesting； anyhow。
In the cable office on the ground floor of the Alexander Young Hotel； Chan was waiting； and they sent off their inquiry to the postmaster at Des Moines； signing John Quincy's name and address。 That attended to； they returned to the street。 In the park across the way an unseen group of young men strummed steel guitars and sang in soft haunting voices； it was the only sign of life in Honolulu。
〃Kindly deign to enter hotel lobby with me；〃 suggested Chan。 〃It is my custom to regard names in register from time to time。〃
At the cigar stand just inside the door； the boy paused to light his pipe； while Chan went on to the desk。 As John Quincy turned he saw a man seated alone in the lobby； a handsome； distinguished man who wore immaculate evening clothes that bore the stamp of Bond Street。 An old acquaintance； Captain Arthur Temple Cope。
At sight of John Quincy； Cope leaped to his feet and came forward。 〃Hello； I'm glad to see you；〃 he cried； with a cordiality that had not been evident at former meetings。 〃e over and sit down。〃
John Quincy followed him。 〃Aren't you back rather soon？〃 he inquired。
〃Sooner than I expected；〃 Cope rejoined。 〃Not sorry； either。〃
〃Then you didn't care for your little flock of islands？〃
〃My boy； you should visit there。 Thirty…five white men； two hundred and fifty natives； and a cable station。 Jolly place of an evening； what？〃
Chan came up； and John Quincy presented him。 Captain Cope was the perfect host。 〃Sit down； both of you；〃 he urged。 〃Have a cigarette。〃 He extended a silver case。
〃Thanks； I'll stick to the pipe；〃 John Quincy said。 Chan gravely accepted a cigarette and lighted it。
〃Tell me； my boy；〃 Cope said when they were seated； 〃is there anything new on the Winterslip murder？ Haven't run down the guilty man； by any chance。〃
〃No； not yet；〃 John Quincy replied。
〃That's a great pity。 I … er … understand the police are holding a chap named Egan？〃
〃Yes … Jim Egan； of the Reef and Palm Hotel。〃
〃Just what evidence have they against Egan； Mr。 Winterslip？〃
John Quincy was suddenly aware of Chan looking at him in a peculiar way。 〃Oh； they've dug up several things；〃 he answered vaguely。
〃Mr。 Chan； you are a member of the police force；〃 Captain Cope went on。 〃Perhaps you can tell me？〃
Chan's little eyes narrowed。 〃Such matters are not yet presented to public；〃 he replied。
〃Ah； yes； naturally。〃 Captain Cope's tone suggested disappointment。
〃You have interest in this murder； I think？〃 Chan said。
〃Why； yes … every one out this way is puzzling about it； I fancy。 The thing has so many angles。〃
〃Is it possible that you were an acquaintance with Mr。 Dan Winterslip？〃 the detective persisted。
〃I … I knew him slightly。 But that was many years ago。〃
Chan stood。 〃Humbly begging pardon to be so abrupt；〃 he said。 He turned to John Quincy。 〃The moment of our appointment is eminent …〃
〃Of course；〃 agreed John Quincy。 〃See you again； Captain。〃 Perplexed； he followed Chan to the street。 〃What appointment …〃 he began； and stopped。 Chan was carefully extinguishing the light of the cigarette against the stone facade of the hotel。 That done； he dropped the stub into his pocket。
〃You will see；〃 he promised。 〃First we visit police station。 As we journey； kindly relate all known facts concerning this Captain Cope。〃
John Quincy told of his first meeting with Cope in the San Francisco club； and repeated the conversation as he recalled it。
〃Evidence of warm dislike for Dan Winterslip were not to be concealed？〃 inquired Chan。
〃Oh； quite plain； Charlie。 He certainly had no love for Cousin Dan。 But what …〃
〃Immediately he was leaving for Hawaii … pardon the interrupt。 Does it happily chance you know his date of arrival here？〃
〃I do。 I saw him in the Alexander Young Hotel last Tuesday evening when I was looking for you。 He was rushing off to the Fanning Islands； and he told me he had got in the previous day at noon …〃
〃Monday noon to put it lucidly。〃
〃Yes … Monday noon。 But Charlie … what are you trying to get at？〃
〃Groping about；〃 Chan smiled。 〃Seeking to seize truth in my hot hands。〃
They walked on in silence to the station； where Chan led the way into the deserted room of Captain Hallet。 He went directly to the safe and opened it。 From a drawer he removed several small objects； which he carried over to the captain's table。
〃Property Mr。 Jim Egan；〃 he announced； and laid a case of tarnished silver before John Quincy。 〃Open it … what do you find now？ Corsican cigarettes。〃 He set down another exhibit。 〃Tin box found in room of Mr。 Brade。 Open that； also。 You find more Corsican cigarettes。〃
He removed an envelope from his pocket and taking out a charred stub； laid that too on the table。 〃Fragment found by walk outside door of Dan Winterslip's mansion；〃 he elucidated。 〃Also Corsican brand。〃
Frowning deeply； he removed a second charred stub from his pocket and laid it some distance from the other exhibits。 〃Cigarette offered just now with winning air of hospitality by Captain Arthur Temple Cope。 Lean close and perceive。 More Corsican brand！〃
〃Good lord！〃 John Quincy cried。
〃Can it be you are familiar with these Cors