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The truth flashed over me. Some one had placed the stuff,
whatever it was, on the flap of the envelope, knowing that she
must touch her lips to it to seal it She had done so, and the
deadly poison had entered her mouth.
As the light went up again Kennedy added: "Oil of turpentine
removes traces of phosphorus, phosphoric acid, or phosphoric
salve, which are insoluble in anything else except ether and
absolute alcohol. Some one who knew that tried to eradicate them,
but did not wholly succeed. O'Connor, see if you can find either
phosphorus, the oil, or the salve anywhere in the shop."
Then as O'Connor and Leslie hurriedly disappeared he added to me:
"Another of those strange coincidences, Walter. You remember the
girl at the hospital? 'Look, don't you see it? She's afire. Her
lips shine--they shine, they shine!'"
Kennedy was still looking carefully over the room. In a little
wicker basket was a newspaper which was open at the page of
theatrical news, and as I glanced quickly at it I saw a most
laudatory paragraph about her.


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