Puzzles of the Black Widowers - By Isaac Asimov Page 0,30
mind that. The point is that I had the lawyer - a good man - arrange to have it appraised, and then to have it sold at a public auction. It brought in seventy thousand dollars, a true fortune in those days. If it were offered for sale now it would bring in a quarter of a million, but I needed the money then.
"The family was furious, of course, but there was nothing they could do. They brought suit, but the fact they had not let me enter the library and study the books lost them a great deal of sympathy. In any case, after the legal hassle was over, I bought a bookstore, made it pay through the Depression, when books were one form of relatively cheap amusement, and built things up to where they now are. - So am I a self-made man?"
Rubin said, "In my opinion, this doesn't come under the heading of luck. You had to pick one book out of ten thousand on the basis of a small and obscure hint, and you did. That's ingenuity, and, therefore, you earned the money. Just out of curiosity, what was the book?"
"Hey," said Gonzalo angrily.
Manfred said, "Mr. Gonzalo asked me not to give you the solution. He said you might want to work on it yourselves."
The smoke from Drake's cigarette curled up toward the ceiling. He said, in his softly hoarse voice, "One out of ten thousand on the basis of 'triple devil.' We never saw the library and you did. You knew what books were present and we don't. It's scarcely a fair test."
"I admit that," said Manfred, "so I'll tell you if you wish."
"No," said Gonzalo. "We've got to have a chance. The book must have had 'devil' in the title. It might have been 'The Devil and Daniel Webster,' for instance."
"That's a short story by Stephen Vincent Benet," said Manfred, "and wasn't published till 1937."
Halsted said, "The usual image of the devil, with horns, hooves and a tail, is drawn, actually, from the Greek nature god, Pan. Was it a book about Pan, or with the word 'Pan' in the title?"
"Actually," said Manfred, "I can't think of one."
Avalon said, "The witch goddess, Hecate, is often thought of as triple - maid, matron, and crone - because she was a Moon goddess, too, and those were the phases - first quarter, full, and last quarter. As a witch goddess, she might be looked at as a triple devil. Memoirs of Hecate County was published too late to be the solution, but is there something earlier with Hecate in the title?"
"Not that I know of," said Manfred.
There was a silence about the table, and Rubin said, "We just don't have enough information. I think the story was interesting in itself, and that Mr. Manfred can now tell us the solution."
Gonzalo said, "Henry hasn't had his chance. Henry - have you any idea what the book might be?"
Henry smiled. "I have a small notion."
Manfred smiled, too. "I don't think you will be correct."
Henry said, "Perhaps not. In any case, people are often afraid to mention the devil by name, lest they call him up in the process, so they use numerous nicknames or euphemisms for him. Very frequently, they use the diminutive of some common masculine name as a kind of friendly gesture that might serve to placate him. 'Old Nick' springs to mind."
Manfred half rose from his seat, but Henry paid no attention.
"Once one thinks of that, it is simple to go on to think of Nicholas Nickleby which, so to speak, is old Nick twice, and is therefore 'double devil.' "
"But we want 'triple devil,' Henry," said Gonzalo.
"The diminutive of Richard gives us 'dickens,' a very well known euphemism for 'devil,' as in 'What the dickens?' and the author of Nicholas Nickleby is, of course, Charles Dickens, and there is the 'triple devil.' Am I right, Mr. Manfred?"
Manfred said, "You're completely right, Henry. I'm afraid I wasn't as ingenious as I've thought these past fifty-five years. You did it in far less time than I did, and without even seeing the library."
Henry said, "No, Mr. Manfred. I deserve far less credit than you. You see, you gave the solution away in your account of events."
"When?" said Manfred, frowning. "I was careful not to say anything at all that would give you a hint."
"Exactly, sir. You mentioned so many authors and never once mentioned the outstanding English novelist of the nineteenth century, or probably any other