pulse
made me turn and glance up at one of the windows.

Did I bless the impulse? I thought I had every reason for doing so, when
through a network of interlacing branches I beheld the young girl with
whom my mind was wholly occupied, standing with her head thrust forward,
watching the descent of something small and white which she had just
released from her hand.

A note! A note written by her and meant for me! With a grateful look in
her direction (which was probably lost upon her as she had already drawn
back out of sight), I sprang for it only to meet with disappointment.
For it was no billet-doux I received from amid the clustering brush
where it had fallen; but a small square of white cloth showing a line
of fantastic embroidery. Annoyed beyond measure, I was about to fling it
down again, when the thought that it had come from her hand deterred me,
and I thrust it into my vest pocket. When I took it out again--which was
soon after I had taken my seat in the car--I discovered what a mistake I
should have made if I had followed my first impulse. For, upon examining
the stitches more carefully, I perceived that what I had considered a
mere decorative pattern was in fact a string of letters, and that these
letters made words, and that these words were:

IDONOTWANTTODIEBUTISURELYWILLIF

Or, in plain writing:

"I do not want to die, but I surely will if--"

Finish the sentence for me. That is the problem I offer you. It is not a
case for the police but one well worth your attention, if you succeed in
reaching the heart of this mystery and saving this young girl.

Only, let no delay occur. The doom, if doom it is, is immanent. Remember
that the will is signed.

"She is too small; I did not ask you to send me a midget."

Thus spoke Mrs. Postlethwaite to her doctor, as he introduced into her
presence a little figure in nurse's cap and apron. "You said I needed
care,--more care than I was receiving. I answered that my old nurse
could give it, and you objected that she or someone else must look after
Miss Postlethwaite. I did not see the necessity, but I never contradict
a doctor. So I yielded to your wishes, but not without the proviso (you
remember that I made a proviso) that whatever sort of young woman you
chose to introduce into this room, she should not be fresh from the
training schools, and that she should be strong, silent, and capable.
And you bring me this mite of a woman--is she a woman? she looks more