I may add that I
have never been able to obtain a shred of evidence to prove it. I am
so keenly interested in seeing the people who pander to this horrible
vice unmasked and dealt with as they merit, that I have tried many
times to find out if my suspicion was correct."
Inspector Kerry was writhing his shoulders excitedly. "Did you ever
visit Kazmah?" he asked.
"Yes. I asked Rita Irvin to take me, but she refused, and I could see
that the request embarrassed her. So I went alone."
"Describe exactly what took place."
Margaret Halley stared reflectively at the blotting-pad for a moment,
and then described a typical seance at Kazmah's. In conclusion:
"As I came away," she said, "I bought a bottle of every kind of
perfume on sale, some of the incense, and also a box of sweetmeat; but
they all proved to be perfectly harmless. I analyzed them."
Kerry's eyes glistened with admiration.
"We could do with you at the Yard, miss," he said. "Excuse me for
saying so."
Margaret smiled rather wanly.
"Now--this man Kazmah," resumed the Chief Inspector. "Did you ever see
him again?"
"Never. I have been trying for months and months to find out who he
is."
Kerry's face became very grim.
"About ten trained men are trying to find that out at the present
moment!" he rapped.
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