Nor is that all, Detective
Carter. A very dear friend of mine, named Harry Boyden, has been
arrested, under suspicion of having killed her. Oh, sir, that could not
be possible!"
Nick felt an immediate increase of interest.
He decided that Miss Violet Page was the very person he wanted to
interview, and while he did not then exhibit any knowledge of the case,
he proceeded to question her with his own ends in view, at the same time
ringing a signal for Chick to join him, which the latter presently did.
"Where do you live, Miss Page?" inquired Nick.
"I board in Forty-second Street, sir. I have no living relatives, and
for about two years have employed a maid, or, I might better call her, a
companion."
"The girl mentioned?"
"Yes, sir. Her parents also are dead. The fact that we both are orphans
created a bond of sympathy between us."
"Are you a person of much means, Miss Page?"
"Oh, no, sir. I earn my living on the stage. I was a member of the big
vaudeville troupe, which lately disbanded for the season. My stage name
is Violet Marduke."
"Ah! now I remember," remarked Nick. "I thought I had seen you before. I
happened to hear you sing one evening about two weeks ago.
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