I was quite surprised, then, when Kennedy told me that the final
tests which he was arranging were not to be held at the hospital
at all, but in his laboratory, the scene of so many of his
scientific triumphs over the cleverest of criminals.
While he and Dr. Barren were still fussing with the machine he
despatched me on the rather ticklish errand of gathering together
all those who had been at the Novella at the time and might
possibly prove important in the case.
My first visit was to Hugh Dayton, whom I found in his bachelor
apartment on Madison Avenue, apparently waiting for me. One of
O'Connor's men had already warned him that any attempt to evade
putting in an appearance when he was wanted would be of no avail.
He had been shadowed from the moment that it was learned that he
was a patient of Millefleur's and had been at the Novella that
fatal afternoon. He seemed to realise that escape was impossible.
Dayton was one of those typical young fellows, tall, with sloping
shoulders and a carefully acquired English manner, whom one sees
in scores on Fifth Avenue late in the afternoon.
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