Alfred Hitchcock’s Mystery Magazine. Vol. 8, No. 11, November 1963

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Occasionally situations coincide in such a way that there remains only one thing for a sensible person to do. These instances, appropriately enough, are referred to as matters of life and death.

The phone call Lydia Hartman had been awaiting all day came just as she was leaving the office. She paused in the doorway and waited to see if it was for her.

She heard her boss say, “Apex Insurance. Mr. Tremaine speaking.” Then he looked up and motioned toward her energetically.

Crossing the room, she took the phone from Tremaine’s hand and said into it, “Mrs. Hartman speaking.”

“This is Jules,” a deep masculine voice said in her ear. “I’m calling from Buffalo.”

“Buffalo!” she said abruptly.

“You told me to stick with him no matter where he went,” Jules Weygand said a trifle resentfully. “When he caught a bus to Buffalo, I drove my car up and was waiting at the depot here when he arrived.”

Lydia glanced toward her boss, who had moved across the room and was lifting his hat from a clothes tree.

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