The Man with One Thousand Faces had narrowed down the number of suspects who might have taken the necklace to only one, Brenda Martin. He knew she had a key to Lady Em’s suite. What would be more natural than for her to go there, ostensibly to check on Lady Haywood? It had been obvious that Lady Em was not feeling well when she got up from her final dinner.
As he straightened his tie and started down to dinner, he wondered what he would say to Brenda if he saw her. He was tempted to say, “Brenda, have a good meal. It may very well be your last supper.”