““As I suspected, anyone could peruse the theater’s archives and learn who had appeared there and when they did so,” I told him. “I find Mrs. Ventura’s story interesting, however.” With his usual sangfroid the don asked, “What part of her story do you believe, Archy? That she actually removed the clip from her dress or that she dreamed she did?” Over my eggs scrambled with caramelized onions and smoked salmon, I said I believed she had removed the clip in fact and not in fancy. “Then who returne...d it to the dress?” “When I learn that, sir, I will have solved the mystery of Serge Ouspenskaya.” “The sooner the better,” he said. “People like Ouspenskaya are more of a nuisance than a serious threat to the well-being of our community.” Unless it’s your money the nuisance is playing free and easy with, I thought but did not say. Archy, the pragmatist. Father, as usual, was dressed in a three-piece business suit while I had elected to deck myself out in chinos, cord jacket and a lavender silk shirt that was a perfect match for my lavender suede loafers.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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