A package out for delivery. That’s what she was. Deposited on the train by Aunt Lyla’s butler in Manhattan and collected by the Havimores’ man-of-all-work from the station at Rhinecliff. Anything to make sure she got out of New York, where she was spending too many hours, in her aunt’s opinion, in the company of Mr. Ellery Queen. She consented largely due to Ellery’s absence, but that was beyond Lyla’s comprehension. Not that Ellery wasn’t around; he phoned regularly, pleading with her to come over and type some correspondence or other. But mentally he was orbiting in another galaxy, caught
