polish them.
âApproximately,â he said. âThat isâthe same seat, or back a row or down a row. I didnât notice exactly.â
âAnd you stayed in it?â
âExcept for getting up once or twice to talk to Humpty, yes,â Smith said. âI may have walked down to the stage and back a couple of times. I stayed on that side of the house, howeverâI remember that.â
âWhy?â Weigand said. âI meanâwhy do you remember that, particularly?â
âBolton was on the other side,â Smith said. âI preferred not to have to talk to him. It disturbed me. I preferred to concentrate on the play.â
Weigand nodded.
âBy the way,â he said, âit seems to be a very amusing play, if you donât mind an outsiderâs opinion.â
Smith smiled at him.
âIâm delighted to have an outsiderâs opinion, Lieutenant,â he said. âAfter all, people who pay for seats are outsiders.â
âAnd a very good cast,â Weigand said. âOr am I just a bad judge of acting?â
Smith looked judicial. He put the glasses away. Finally he said that, considering everything, he thought the cast was shaping up very nicely.
âEspecially this Missâwhatâs her name?â He made a business of looking at notes. âJames,â he said. âThe girl who plays the daughter.â
Smith nodded.
âVery nice little actress,â he said. âVery nice. Works well with Humpty too, of course.â
âOf course?â Weigand repeated. He smiled slightly.
Smith smiled back, and nodded.
âOf course,â he repeated.
Weigand devoted a moment to looking like a man who has encountered a new idea. He arranged to look a little puzzled. He arranged suddenly and frankly to share his puzzlement with Smith.
âSomehow,â he said, âI got the idea that Bolton was making a play for Miss JamesâI donât know where I got it. Out of the air apparently.â
Smith shook his head and said that that was very shrewd of the Lieutenant. As a matter of factâ
âWell,â he said, âit wonât be the first time in history that two men have made a play for the same girl, Lieutenant. Or that she hasâhesitated between them.â
Weigand nodded.
âOnly,â he said, âI shouldnât have thought that Bolton was the sort of man who lets girlsâhesitate.â
Smith agreed that he didnât, often. Possibly he was having difficulty with Miss James. Smith made it clear that he didnât know and hadnât investigated. Weigand cast again.
âI should have thought that Miss Grady would be more his type,â he suggested. âMoreâpolished.â
Smith looked at him a moment. Weigand doubted whether he was extracting anything that Smith didnât want to give, or that his finesse was escaping notice. Smith spoke, after a moment, and spoke drily.
âMiss Grady has the same thought, I suspect,â he said. âOr had, up to 1:18 this afternoon.â
Weigand looked at him with interest.
âOne eighteen, Mr. Smith?â he said. âWhy 1:18?â
Mr. Smith looked very bland and said, âReally, Lieutenant.â
âWhen young Hubbard saw the cigarette fall,â he said. âAs of course you know.â
âDo I?â said Weigand.
âCertainly you do,â said Smith. âYour sergeant here timed it very carefully. So, as a matter of interest, did I. I made it 1:18, didnât you, Sergeant?â
Mullins looked at Mr. Smith darkly. Mr. Smith returned a sunny gaze.
âListen, Loot,â Mullins said, growlingly.
âAll right, Sergeant,â Weigand said. âSkip it. Mr. Smith is merely observant.â He looked at Smith. âMerely observant, isnât it, Mr. Smith?â
Smith put his glasses back on and nodded brightly.
âOf course, Lieutenant,â he said. âWhat else would it
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