Six feet....
Emerging from the closet he closed his eyes in an effort to recall in
exact detail the architect's blueprint of the lower floor, which Coroner
Price had submitted to his jury at the inquest that morning. Yes, that
was right! The inner end wall of Nita's clothes closet was also the back
of the guest closet in the little foyer that lay between Nita's bedroom
and the main hall.
Within ten minutes, much laying-on of the tape measure had produced a
startling result. Instead of having a wall in common, the guest closet
and Nita's clothes closet were separated by exactly eleven inches! Why
the waste space? The blueprint, bearing the imprint of the architects,
Hammond & Hammond, showed no such walled-up cubbyhole!
Exultantly, Dundee again entered Nita's closet and went over every inch
of the narrow, horizontal cedar boards, which formed the end wall. But
he met with no reward. Not through this workmanlike, solidly constructed
wall had an opening been made....
But in the foyer closet he read a different story. Its back wall had an
amateurish look. This closet was not cedar-lined, as was Nita's, but was
painted throughout in soft ivory. But it was the back wall of the closet
in which Dundee was interested. Unlike the other walls, which were of
plaster, the back was constructed of six-inch-wide boards--the cheapness
of the lumber not concealed by its coat of ivory paint.
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