tment with him； and to look for other quarters as quickly as possible。
So buried was Kent in his thoughts that he never heard Sylvester's knock； and it was not until the clerk stood at his elbow that he awoke from his absorption。
〃A lady to see you； Mr。 Kent；〃 he announced。 〃Shall I show her in？〃
〃Certainly … her name？〃
〃She gave none。〃 Sylvester paused on his way back to the door。 〃It is one of the Misses McIntyre。〃
〃Good Lord！〃 Kent was on his feet； straightening his tie and brushing his rumpled hair。 〃Here； wait a minute 〃… clutching a whisk broom in a frantic endeavor to remove some of the signs of travel which still clung to him。 But he had only opportunity for one dab at his left shoulder before Barbara entered the office。 All else forgotten； Kent tossed down the whisk broom and the next instant he had clasped her hand in both of his； his eyes telling more eloquently than his stumbling words； his joy at seeing her again。
〃This is a business call；〃 she stated demurely； on you and Mr。 Rochester。〃 Her lovely eyes held a glint of mischief as she mentioned Kent's partner； then her expression grew serious。 〃I want legal advice。〃
〃I am afraid you will have to put up with me；〃 Kent moved his chair closer to the one she had selected by the desk。 〃Rochester is out of town。〃
〃What！〃 Barbara sat bolt upright。 〃Where … where's he gone？〃
〃I don't know 〃… Kent pulled Rochester's letter out of his pocket and re…read it。 〃He did not mention where he was going。〃
Barbara stared at him； she had paled。
〃When did Philip leave？〃
〃Last night； I presume。〃 Kent tipped back his chair and pressed a buzzer； a second later Sylvester appeared in the doorway。
〃Did Mr。 Rochester tell you where he was going？〃 he asked the clerk。
〃No； sir。 Mr。 Rochester stated that you had his address。
〃I？〃 Kent concealed his growing surprise。 〃Did he leave any message for me； other than the letter？〃
〃No； sir。
〃At what hour did he leave the office？〃
〃I can't say； sir； he was still here when I went away at five o'clock。 He gave me a key to the office so that I could get in this morning。〃 Kent remained silent； and he added； 〃Is that all； sir？〃
〃Yes； thanks；〃 and the clerk retired。
As the door closed Barbara turned to Kent。 〃Have you heard about Jimmie Turnbull？〃
Her voice was a bit breathless as she put the question； but Kent； puzzling over his partner's eccentric conduct； hardly noted her agitation。
〃Yes。 I saw the account just now in the morning paper；〃 he answered。 〃A shocking affair。 Poor Turnbull！ He was a good fellow。〃
〃He was！〃 Barbara spoke with unaccustomed vehemence； and looking at her Kent saw that her eyes were filled with tears。 Impulsively he threw his arm about her； holding her close。
〃My heart's dearest；〃 he murmured fondly。 〃If there is anything … anything I can do …〃
Barbara straightened up and winked away the tears。 〃There is；〃 she said tersely。 〃Investigate Jimmie's death。〃
Kent gazed at her in astonishment。 〃Please explain；〃 he suggested。 〃The morning paper states very plainly that the cause of death was an attack of angina pectoris。〃
〃Yes； I know； and that is what Philip Rochester contends also。〃 Barbara paused and glanced about the office； they had the room to themselves。 〃B…but Helen believes otherwise。〃
Kent drew back。 〃What do you mean； Babs？〃 he demanded。
〃Just that；〃 Barbara spoke wearily； and Kent； giving her close attention； grew aware of dark shadows under her eyes which told plainly of a sleepless night。 〃I want to engage you as our counsel to help Helen find out about Jimmie's death。〃
〃Find out what？〃 asked Kent； his bewilderment increasing。 〃Do you mean that Jimmie's death was not the result of a dangerous heart disease； but of foul play？〃
Barbara nodded her head vigorously。 〃Yes。〃
Kent sat back in his chair and regarded her in silence for a second。 〃How could that be； Babs； in an open police court with dozens of spectators all about？〃 he asked。 〃The slightest attempt to kill him would have been frustrated by the police officials； remember； a prisoner especially； is hedged in and guarded。〃
〃Well； he wasn't so very hedged in；〃 retorted Barbara。 〃I was there and saw how closely people approached Jimmie。〃
〃Did you observe any one hand him anything？〃
〃N…no；〃 Barbara drawled the word as she strove to visualize the scene in the court room； then catching Kent's look of doubt she added with unmistakable emphasis。 〃Helen and I do not believe that Jimmie died from natural causes； we think the tragedy should be investigated。〃 Her soft voice deepened。 〃I must know the truth； Harry； dear； for I feel that perhaps I am responsible for Jimmie's death。〃
〃You！〃 Kent's voice rose in indignant protest。 〃Absurd！〃
〃No； it isn't If it had not been for my wager with Jimmie； he never would have entered our house disguised as a burglar。〃
〃What brought about the wager？〃
〃Last Sunday Helen was boasting of her two new police dogs which Philip Rochester recently gave her； and said how safe she felt。 We've had several burglaries in our neighborhood；〃 Barbara explained； 〃and when Jimmie scoffed at the dogs； I bet him that he could not break into the house without the dogs arousing the household。 I never once thought about Jimmie's heart trouble；〃 she confessed； and her lips quivered。 〃I feel so guilty。〃
〃You are inconsistent； Babs；〃 chided Kent gently。 〃One moment you reproach yourself for being the cause of bringing on Jimmie's heart attack； and the next you declare you believe he died through foul play。 You；〃 looking at her tenderly； while a whimsical smile softened his stern mouth； 〃don't go so far as to claim you murdered him； do you？〃
〃Of course I didn't！〃 Barbara spoke with indignant emphasis； and her fingers snapped in uncontrollable nervousness。 〃Jimmie was very dear〃 … she hesitated … 〃to us。 Neither Helen nor I can leave a stone unturned until we know without a shadow of a doubt what killed him。〃
〃That is easily proven；〃 declared Kent。 〃An autopsy …〃
〃Helen asked the coroner to hold one。〃
Kent stared … the twins were certainly in earnest。
〃My advice to you is to wait until you hear the result of the post…mortem from Coroner Penfield；〃 he said gravely。 〃Until we know definitely what killed Jimmie； speculation is idle。〃
Barbara rose at once。 〃I thought you would be more sympathetic；〃 she remarked； and her voice was a bit unsteady。 〃I am sorry to have troubled you。〃
In an instant Kent was by her side。 〃Barbara；〃 he entreated。 〃I promise solemnly to aid you in every possible way。 My only happiness is in serving you；〃 his voice was very tender。 〃I slave here day in and day out that I may sometime be able to make a home for you。 Don't leave me in anger。〃
〃I was not angry； only deeply hurt；〃 Barbara confessed。 〃I have so longed to see you。 I … I needed you！ I …〃 The rest was lost as she bowed her head against Kent's broad shoulder； and his impassioned whispers of devotion brought solace to her troubled spirit。
〃I must go；〃 declared Barbara ten minutes later。 〃Father would make a fearful scene if he knew I had been here to see you。〃 She picked up her hand…bag； preparatory to leaving。 〃Then I can tell Helen that you will aid us？〃
〃Yes。〃 Kent stopped on his way to the door。 〃I will try and see the coroner this afternoon。 In the meantime； Babs； can't you tell me what makes you suspect that Jimmie might have been killed？〃
〃I have nothing tangible to go on；〃 she admitted。 〃Only a woman's instinct …〃
Kent did not smile。 〃Instinct；〃 he repeated thoughtfully。 〃Well； does your instinct hazard a guess as to the weapon； the opportunity； and the motive for such a crime？ Jimmie Turnbull hadn't an enemy in the world。〃
Barbara looked at him oddly。 〃Suppose you find the answer to those conundrums；〃 she suggested。 〃Don't come to the elevator； Margaret Brewster may see you with me； and she would tell father of our meeting。
〃Is Mrs。 Brewster still with you？〃 asked Kent； paying no attention to her protests as he accompanied her down the corridor。 〃I understood she planned to return to the West last week。〃
〃She did； but father persuaded her to prolong her visit；〃 Barbara was guilty of a grimace； then hailing the descending elevator she bolted into it and waved her good…by to Kent as the cage shot downward。
When Kent reentered his office he found Sylvester hanging up the telephone receiver。
〃Mr。 Clymer has telephoned to ask if you will come to the Metropolis Trust Company at once；〃 he said； and before Kent could frame a reply he had darted into the coat closet and brought out his hat and cane； and handed them to him。
〃Don't wait for me； but go out for your luncheon；〃 directed Kent； observing the hour。 〃I have my key and can get in when I return if you should not be here；〃 and not waiting to hear Sylvester's thanks； he hurried away。
The clock over the bank had just struck noon when Kent reached the fine office building which housed the Metropolis Trust Company； and as he entered the bank； a messenger stopped him。
〃Mr。 Clymer is waiting for you in his private office； sir；〃 he said； and led the way past the long rows of mahogany counters and plate glass window