MBT Tembea was something else about the drawer that made Lee look thoughtful.
He returned to the fireplace. The fire had been out for many hours. On
top of the dead embers lay the charred remnants of many burned papers.
One sheet had partly fallen out, and the top of it was unburned. Lee
could read a typed title: The Changeling. So Gavin had burned the new
play before killing himself. This was no business of the policeman's and
Taking the letter, Lee returned to Cynthia in the foyer. She raised her
questioning eyes to his, and he said simply: "Gavin has left us."
"He took his own life."
He put a hand on her shoulder. "You must face it, my dear. He had the
right to leave us if he wished to."
I left him there was no such thought in his mind. He was looking ahead
to our future . . ."
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