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The Missing Bridegroom
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I met for the first time—with the realization that Bertha Van Sutton was free.

"As a matter of fact, I had been 'shadowing' Mr. Endicott, as you would express it, Mr. Wiley, for several hours." Madelyn pushed back her chair and walked across the room, drawing long, deep breaths.

"Have I made myself quite clear?"

"Are you a woman or a wizard?" gasped Adolph Van Sutton.

Detective Wiley sprang to his feet. "I'm doing what I never thought I would have to do, Miss Mack." He held out his hand. "Apologizing to a petticoat detective! But I don't see how on earth you did it!"

Madelyn shrugged. "Now we are descending to the commonplace." She leaned against the mantel with a yawn. Adolph Van Sutton thrust an unlighted cigar nervously into his mouth.

"Have you done me the honor to remember a certain maxim of mine—that nothing is trivial in crime? But—this is not a lecture on deduction!

"Miss Van Sutton's connection with the affair really was plain after that first newspaper report. By the way, Nora, did you write the description of the bride's wedding dress? I thought I recognized your style. May I congratulate you? From the viewpoint—"

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