Have you ever come into a room unobserved and heard Lena
talking to her beloved pet? I never have. I believe she only fusses
over it when there's some one present to notice her."
"I don't mind admitting," said Strudwarden, "that I've dwelt more than
once lately on the possibility of some fatal accident putting an end to
Louis's existence. It's not very easy, though, to arrange a fatality for
a creature that spends most of its time in a muff or asleep in a toy
kennel. I don't think poison would be any good; it's obviously horribly
over-fed, for I've seen Lena offer it dainties at table sometimes, but it
never seems to eat them."
"Lena will be away at church on Wednesday morning," said Elsie
Strudwarden reflectively; "she can't take Louis with her there, and she
is going on to the Dellings for lunch. That will give you several hours
in which to carry out your purpose. The maid will be flirting with the
chauffeur most of the time, and, anyhow, I can manage to keep her out of
the way on some pretext or other."
"That leaves the field clear," said Strudwarden, "but unfortunately my
brain is equally a blank as far as any lethal project is concerned.
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