Walking to the diner this time Alan kept his eyes open it wouldn't do to get caught unawares again for the third time. Sitting at his usual booth Alan... nodded to a police officer that came in and sat with his partner."Did they get a preliminary report back on that homeless guy from yesterday we found?" the first one said."Oh yeah, this was a weird one," the second one said pulling a sheet of paper from his vest. "According to the M.E.'s report the stiff had been dead for a day or two. Looks like. As she entered the dining room of the three princes each night she would slip 3 keys from her purse. She would walk around the table and hand each prince a key. Then she would show them to the door of the castle, and always say, 'the key is to the door around the back of the castle. I will be there ready if you choose to visit' From the moment she closed the door Esmerelda is running, Her long white puffy dress hiked up with one hand and her princess slippers in the other, she would dash down. She parked just outside the grandstand, and asked me to wait, while they went inside to see if the all-female party-goers was ready for a solitary male exhibitionist. On her return to the car, Gwen told me that they needed to "examine the merchandise" before a final commitment. I entered the room fully naked and erect. It was not a large room, but it was packed. Nobody was seated. The place erupted at my entry - shrieks, cheers, applause, laughter, and I guessed I had been accepted. Everyone. It was Noirtier the lemonade was intended for--it is Noirtier, logically speaking, who drank it. The other drank it only by accident, and, although Barrois is dead, it was Noirtier whose death was wished for." But why did it not kill my father?" I told you one evening in the garden after Madame de Saint-Meran's death--because his system is accustomed to that very poison, and the dose was trifling to him, which would be fatal to another; because no one knows, not even the assassin, that, for the.