Mr. Goodwin to make a preliminary investigation before we definitely undertake the commission you offer us. It appears to present complexities. Good day, sir." He went on out. The poker-dart board had been moved to his bedroom that morning, it being a business day with appointments.

"A cautious man." Perry smiled at me. "Of course his exceptional ability permits him to afford it."

I saw Perry was sore by the color above his cheekbones. I said, "Yeah. When had he put it there?"

"What? Oh, to be sure. The money had been brought from the bank and placed in Mr. Muir's desk that morning, but he had looked in the drawer when he returned from lunch, around three o'clock, and saw it intact. At five-thirty it was gone."

"Was he there all the time?"

"Oh, no. He was in and out. He was with me in my office for twenty minutes or so. He went once to the toilet. For over half an hour, from four to until about four forty, he was in the directors' room, conferring with other officers and Mr. Savage, our public relations counsel."

"Was the drawer locked?"

"No."

"Then anyone might have lifted it."

Perry shook his head. "The executive reception clerk is at a desk with a view of the entire corridor; that's her job, to know where everyone is all the time, to facilitate interviews. She knows who went in Muir's room, and when."

"Who did?"