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March; Tobias (Fictitious character),
Country homes,
Lake; Lavinia (Fictitious character)
amused. From a hair
dresser, no less.
Indeed, sir," Pierce murmured, you are hardly an authority on
fashion, so you are in no position to judge Misses Lake's potential."
Tobias contemplated the pleasure of ripping Pierce's head off his
shoulders, but he reluctantly abandoned the prospect when he felt
Lavinia's fingers clench very tightly around his elbow. She was
right, he thought. It would be a messy project, and the hour grew
late.
You are so kind to give me your professional opinion, Mister Pierce."
Lavinia smiled her brightest, most polished smile. I shall consider
your offer."
Allow me to give you my card." Pierce whipped one out of the
pocket of his trousers and presented it to her with a flourish. Please
feel free to send word to that address when you are ready to move
to a higher plane of elegance and style. I shall be delighted to fit you
into my schedule."
Thank you." Lavinia took the card and inclined her head in
farewell to Miss Richards and Miss Gilway. Good night. I trust you
will all have a safe journey home."
There was a small chorus of farewells. Pierce retreated to his
bed chamber. Miss Gilway and Miss Richards retired to the room
they shared.
Tobias and Lavinia continued down the hall.
Why are you glowering so, sir?" Lavinia opened the door of her
bed chamber, stepped into the room, and turned to face him. I vow,
you put me in mind of an oncoming storm."
Tobias glanced back along the now vacant hall, thinking about
the conversation that had just transpired. Your question to Pierce
concerning a blond wig was very astute. It raised some interesting
possibilities."
Thank you." She did not trouble to hide her pleasure in the small
compliment. Of course, if blond wigs are so very unfashionable, it
stands to reason that the killer would not have purchased one that
would stand out in the memory of possible witnesses. Therefore,
perhaps it is safe to assume that the murderer is, indeed, a woman
who possesses very vivid blond hair."
On the contrary, I think we can conclude precisely the opposite."
I beg your pardon?"
Consider it closely, Lavinia. The killer's yellow hair seems to have
been his most striking feature. That and the very large cap are the
two things that made the strongest impression upon you when you
saw the maid in the hall, correct?"
Yes, but She broke off, eyes widening in comprehension. I
understand. You believe the murderer intended those two features
to be the most memorable in the event that he was seen by a
witness?"
He nodded. The Memento-Mori Man's stock-in-trade was a gift
for misdirection. If this new killer has patterned himself on such a
master, he will favor the same strategy. Therefore, I think we can
assume that the blond hair was false. And I am also certain that the
female attire was meant to conceal a man."
She hesitated. I do not feel that we can assume the murderer is
a man. But I do agree that there is a strong likelihood the blond hair
was a wig."
It is a starting point, at least." He wrapped one hand around the
door frame and considered. If blond wigs are so unfashionable, they
will be uncommon in the shops. There cannot be that many wig
makers in London. We should be able to discover which ones sold
yellow false hair in recent months."
Do not be so sure of that. It is true that any wig-maker who took
a commission for a wig in such an unfashionable shade would no
doubt remember his client well. But I fear that we cannot depend
upon locating the shop. The wig may have been commissioned some
where other than London. A great many fashionable ladies and
gentlemen obtain their wigs in Paris. There is also the possibility
that the false hair was stolen from a theater or taken from an actor's
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trunk. A search for the particular wig-maker who created the
killer's false hair could well prove to be a complete waste of time."
Nevertheless,