Cherry Ames, The Mystery in the Doctor's Office by Helen Wells

Author:Helen Wells
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Springer Publishing Company
Published: 2009-03-12T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER X

A Letter of Reference

REACHING THE BROWNSTONE, CHERRY FOUND GREY was already there. He was working alone in shirtsleeves in the laboratory, doing his own biochemical test on a case whose progress did not satisfy him.

“Checking Dottie’s findings?” Cherry asked from the doorway.

Grey looked, up, with the gas burner’s flame reflected in his serious eyes. He half smiled. “Dottie’s work is accurate. No, I’m exploring another diagnostic possibility. An idea Bill Fairall suggested.”

“For the Matty Miller case?” This was a possible blood disorder.

“Yes. All right, I’m about finished. I’ve got most of the answer now, I think.” Grey turned off the Bunsen burner, and with a long-handled tongs, moved the filled test tube to a wooden stand to cool. “Cherry, don’t let me forget to cork this test tube before we leave here.”

“Yes, Doctor. And I wish you’d give me some information.”

Grey washed his hands at the lab sink, smiling over his shoulder at her and listening. As Cherry described the afternoon’s events, his smile faded.

“What an ugly business,” Grey said. “You be careful, Cherry. If you do any more investigating, I’m going with you.”

Cherry thanked him with a look. He put on his jacket, remembered to cork the test tube, and waited for her to precede him along the hall.

“You just asked me about Mrs. Wick’s references,” Grey said. “I never knew about that. But I know where Bill Fairall keeps his personnel records. I don’t think he’d mind if I had a look.”

Grey Russell led Cherry into Dr. Fairall’s office, to the bookshelves. Grey pointed behind some big reference books to a small desk-size file. It was half out of sight and had been casually left unlocked. Grey lifted out a folder marked Wick.

“It contains just one letter of reference,” Grey said, and showed Cherry the otherwise empty folder.

“You read the letter,” Cherry said. “I don’t feel I have the right to.”

“Well,” Grey said, after reading it a minute, “this is from a woman physician Irene worked for, for seven years. It recommends Irene highly. Here, at least have a look at the letterhead.”

At the top of the page was printed:

MARY LEEDS KING, M.D.

14275 Crescent Drive, Greenhill, Connecticut

Telephone: 203 Greenhill 9–7272

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