and I hit upon a plan which we thought might have the desired effect
upon Gwen。 Before her father's death she had been one of the most
active members of a Young People's Club which devoted every
Wednesday evening to the study of Shakespeare。 She had attended
none of its meetings since her bereavement； but Alice and I soon
persuaded her to accompany us on the following week and I succeeded；
by a little quiet wire…pulling； in getting her appointed to take
charge of the following meeting； which was to be devoted to the
study of 〃Antony and Cleopatra。〃 When informed of the task which
had been imposed upon her Gwen was for declining the honour at once；
and the most Alice and I were able to do was to get her to promise
to think it over a day or so before she refused。
The next morning Maitland walked in upon us。 He had found both of
Mr。 Darrow's former servants and satisfied himself that they were
in San Francisco on the night of the murder。 So that ended my
Chinese clue。 While Alice and Gwen were discussing the matter； I
took occasion to draw Maitland aside； and told him of Gwen's
appointment to take charge of the Cleopatra night； and how necessary
it was to her health that she should be aroused from her torpor。 It
doesn't take long for Maitland to see a thing； and before I had
whispered a dozen sentences he had completely grasped the situation。
He crossed the room； drew a chair up beside Gwen； and sat down。
〃Miss Darrow；〃 he began； 〃I am afraid you will have a poor opinion
of me as a detective。 This is the second time I have failed。 I
feel that I should remind you again of our compact； at least； that
part of it which permits you to dispense with my services whenever
you shall see fit to do so； and； at the same time； to relieve you
from your obligation to let me order your actions。 I tell you
frankly it will be necessary for you to discharge me； if you would be
rid of me； for； unless you do so； or I find the assassin； I shall
never cease my search so long as I have the strength and means to
conduct it。 What do you say？ Have I not proved my uselessness？〃
This was said in a tentative； half…jesting tone。 Gwen answered it
very seriously。
〃You have done for me；〃 she said； in the deep； vibrating tones of her
rich contralto voice； 〃all that human intelligence could suggest。 You
have examined the evidence and conducted the whole affair with a
thoroughness which I never could have obtained elsewhere。 That your
search has been unavailing is due； not to any fault of yours； but
rather to the consummate skill of the assassin； who； I think； we may
conclude； is no ordinary criminal。 I do not know much of the
abilities of Messrs。 Osborne and Allen； but I understand that M。
Godin has the reputation of being the cleverest detective in America。
I cannot learn that he has made any progress whatsoever in the
solution of this terrible mystery。 I do not feel； therefore； that
you have any right to reproach yourself。 Such hope as I have that
my father's murderer may ever be brought to justice rests in your
efforts； else I should feel bound to relieve you of a task； which；
though self…imposed； is； none the less； onerous and ill…paid。 Do
not consider me altogether selfish if I ask that you still continue
the search； and that I … that I still be held to my covenant。 I am
aware that I can never fully repay the kindness I am asking of you；
but … 〃
Maitland did not wait for her to finish。 〃Let us not speak of that；〃
he said。 〃It is enough to know that you are still satisfied with my；
thus far； unsuccessful efforts in your behalf。 There is nothing
affords me keener pleasure than to struggle with and solve an
intricate problem； whether it be in algebra； geometry； or the
mathematics of crime； and then … well； even if I succeed； I shall
quit the work your debtor。〃
He had spoken this last impulsively； and when he had finished he
remained silent； as if surprised and a bit nettled at his own failure
to control himself。 Gwen made no reply； not even raising her eyes；
but I noticed that her=20fingers at once busied themselves with the
entirely uncalled…for labour of readjusting the tidy upon the arm of
her chair； and I thought that； if appearances were to be trusted；
she was very happy and contented at the change she had made in the
bit of lacework beneath her hands。 With singular good sense； with
which she was always surprising me； Alice now introduced the subject
of the Young People's Club； and mentioned incidentally that Gwen was
to have charge of the next meeting。 Before Gwen had time to inform
Maitland that she intended to decline this honour； he congratulated
her upon it； and rendered her withdrawal difficult by saying： 〃I feel
that I should thank you； Miss Darrow； for the faithful way in which
you fulfil the spirit of your agreement to permit me to order your
actions。 I know； if you consulted your own desires； you would
probably decline the honour conferred upon you； and that in accepting
it； you are influenced by the knowledge that you are pursuing just
the course I most wish you to follow。 Verily； you make my office of
tyrant over you a perfect sinecure。 I had expected you to chafe a
little under restraint； but； instead； I find you voluntarily yielding
to my unexpressed desires。〃
Gwen made no reply； but we heard no more of her resignation。 She
applied herself at once to the preparation of her paper upon
〃Antony and Cleopatra。〃 Maitland； who； like all vigorous； healthy；
and informed intellects； was an ardent admirer of Shakespeare； found
time to call on Gwen and to discuss the play with her。 This seemed
to please her very much； and I am sure his interest in the play was
abnormal。 He confessed to me that every morning； as he awoke； the
first thing which flashed into his mind； even before he had full
possession of his senses； was these words of Antony：
〃I am dying； Egypt； dying。〃
He professed himself utterly unable to account for this； and asked
me what I thought was the cause of it。 He furthermore suddenly
decided that he would ask Gwen to propose his name for membership at
the next meeting of the Young People's Club。 I hastily indorsed
this resolution； for I had a vague sort of feeling that it would
please Gwen。
The 〃Antony and Cleopatra〃 night at length arrived。 We all attended
the meeting and listened to a very able paper upon the play。 One
of the most marked traits of Gwen's character is that whatever she
does she does thoroughly； and this was fully exemplified on the night
in question。 Maitland was very much impressed by some verse Gwen
had written for the occasion； and a copy of which he succeeded in
procuring from her。 I think； from certain remarks he made； that it
was the broad and somewhat unfeminine charity expressed in the verse
which most astonished and attracted him； but of this； after what I
have said； you will； when you have perused it； be as good a judge
as I：
CLEOPATRA
In Egypt； where the lotus sips the waters
Of ever…fruitful Nile； and the huge Sphinx
In awful silence； … mystic converse with
The stars； … doth see the pale moon hang her crescent on
The pyramid's sharp peak； … e'en there； well in
The straits of Time's perspective；
Went out； by Caesarean gusts from Rome；
The low…burned candle of the Ptolemies：
Went out without a flicker in full glare
Of noon…day glory。 When her flame lacked oil
Too proud was Egypt's queen to be
The snuff of Roman spirits； so she said；
〃Good…night；〃 and closed the book of life half read
And little understood； perchance misread
The greater part； … yet； who shall say？ Are we
An ermined bench to call her culprit failings up
And make them plead for mercy？ Or can we；
Upon whom soon shall fall the awful shadow of
The Judgment Seat； stand in her light and throw
Ourselves that shadow？ Rather let fall upon
Her memory the softening gauze of Time；
As mantle of a charity which else
We might not serve。 She was a woman；
And as a woman loved！ What though the fierce
Simoom blew ever hot within the sail
Of her desire？ What if it shifted with
Direction of her breath？ Or if the rudder of
Her will did lean as many ways as trampled straws；
And own as little worth？ She was a woman still；
And queen。 They do best understand themselves
Who trust themselves the least； as they are wisest
Who； for their safety； thank more the open sea
Than pilot will。 Oh； Egypt's self…born Isis！
Ought we to fasten in thy memory the fangs
Of unalloyed distrust？ We know how little
Better is History's page than leaf whereat the ink
Is thrown。 Nor yet should we forget how much
The nearer thou than we didst come to
The rough…hewn corner…stone of Time。 We know
Thy practised love enfolded Antony；
And that around the heart of Hercules'
Descendant； threading through and through；
Like the red rivers of its life； in tangled mesh
No circumstance could e'er unravel； thou
Didst coil； … the dreamy； dazzling 〃Serpent of
The Nile！〃 Thy sins stick jagged out
From history's page； and bleeding tear
Fair Judgment from thy merits。 We perchance
Do wrong thee； Isis； for that coward； History；
Who binds in death his object's jaw and then
Besmuts her name； hath crossed his focus in
Another age； and paled his spreading figment from
Our sight。 Thou art so far back toward
The primal autocrat whose wish； hyena…like；
Was his religion； that； appearing as thou dost
On an horizon new flushed in the first
Uncertain ray of Altruism； thou seem'st
More ghost than human。 Yet thou lovest； loving ghost；
And thy fierce parent flame thyself snuffed out
Scarce later than the dark'ning of the fire
Thou gav'st to be eternal vestal of
Thine Antony's spirit。 Thou didst love and die
Of love； let； therefore； no light tongue； brazen
In censure； say that nothing in thy life
Became thee like the leaving it。 The cloth
From which human