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Contents
Preface ix
1 Prime Numbers 1
1.1 Prime Factorization . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 2
1.2 The Sequence of Prime Numbers . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 10
1.3 Exercises . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 19
3 Public-key Cryptography 49
3.1 Playing with Fire . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 49
3.2 The Diffie-Hellman Key Exchange . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 51
3.3 The RSA Cryptosystem . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 56
3.4 Attacking RSA . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 61
3.5 Exercises . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 67
4 Quadratic Reciprocity 69
4.1 Statement of the Quadratic Reciprocity Law . . . . . . . . 70
viii Contents
5 Continued Fractions 93
5.1 The Definition . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 94
5.2 Finite Continued Fractions . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 95
5.3 Infinite Continued Fractions . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 101
5.4 The Continued Fraction of e . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 107
5.5 Quadratic Irrationals . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 110
5.6 Recognizing Rational Numbers . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 115
5.7 Sums of Two Squares . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 117
5.8 Exercises . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 121
References 155
Index 160
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our ability to communicate securely. The goal of this book is to bring the
reader closer to this world.
The reader is strongly encouraged to do every exercise in this book,
checking their answers in the back (where many, but not all, solutions
are given). Also, throughout the text there, are examples of calculations
done using the powerful free open source mathematical software system
Sage (http://www.sagemath.org), and the reader should try every such
example and experiment with similar examples.
Background. The reader should know how to read and write mathemati-
cal proofs and must know the basics of groups, rings, and fields. Thus, the
prerequisites for this book are more than the prerequisites for most ele-
mentary number theory books, while still being aimed at undergraduates.
Notation and Conventions. We let N = {1, 2, 3, . . .} denote the natural
numbers, and use the standard notation Z, Q, R, and C for the rings of
integer, rational, real, and complex numbers, respectively. In this book, we
will use the words proposition, theorem, lemma, and corollary as follows.
Usually a proposition is a less important or less fundamental assertion, a
theorem is a deeper culmination of ideas, a lemma is something that we will
use later in this book to prove a proposition or theorem, and a corollary
is an easy consequence of a proposition, theorem, or lemma. More difficult
exercises are marked with a (*).
Acknowledgements. I would like to thank Brian Conrad, Carl Pomer-
ance, and Ken Ribet for many clarifying comments and suggestions. Bau-
rzhan Bektemirov, Lawrence Cabusora, and Keith Conrad read drafts of
this book and made many comments, and Carl Witty commented exten-
sively on the first two chapters. Frank Calegari used the course when
teaching Math 124 at Harvard, and he and his students provided much
feedback. Noam Elkies made comments and suggested Exercise 4.6. Seth
Kleinerman wrote a version of Section 5.4 as a class project. Hendrik
Lenstra made helpful remarks about how to present his factorization al-
gorithm. Michael Abshoff, Sabmit Dasgupta, David Joyner, Arthur Pat-
terson, George Stephanides, Kevin Stern, Eve Thompson, Ting-You Wang,
and Heidi Williams all suggested corrections. I also benefited from conver-
sations with Henry Cohn and David Savitt. I used Sage ([Sag08]), emacs,
and LATEX in the preparation of this book.
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Prime Numbers
N = {1, 2, 3, 4, . . .},
2, 3, 5, 7, 11, 13, 17, 19, 23, 29, 31, 37, 41, 43, 47, 53, 59, 61, 67, 71, 73, 79, . . . ,
4, 6, 8, 9, 10, 12, 14, 15, 16, 18, 20, 21, 22, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 30, 32, 33, 34, . . . .
sage: prime_range(10,50)
[11, 13, 17, 19, 23, 29, 31, 37, 41, 43, 47]
We can also compute the composites in an interval.
sage: [n for n in range(10,30) if not is_prime(n)]
[10, 12, 14, 15, 16, 18, 20, 21, 22, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28]
Every natural number is built, in a unique way, out of prime numbers:
Theorem 1.1.6 (Fundamental Theorem of Arithmetic). Every natural
number can be written as a product of primes uniquely up to order.
Note that primes are the products with only one factor and 1 is the
empty product.
Remark 1.1.7. Theorem 1.1.6, which we will prove in Section 1.1.4, is trick-
ier to prove than you might first think. For example, unique factorization
fails in the ring
√ √
Z[ −5] = {a + b −5 : a, b ∈ Z} ⊂ C,
Proof. We only prove that gcd(a, b) = gcd(a, b − a), since the other cases
are proved in a similar way. Suppose d | a and d | b, so there exist integers
c1 and c2 such that dc1 = a and dc2 = b. Then b−a = dc2 −dc1 = d(c2 −c1 ),
4 1. Prime Numbers
so d | b − a. Thus gcd(a, b) ≤ gcd(a, b − a), since the set over which we are
taking the max for gcd(a, b) is a subset of the set for gcd(a, b − a). The
same argument with a replaced by −a and b replaced by b − a, shows that
gcd(a, b − a) = gcd(−a, b − a) ≤ gcd(−a, b) = gcd(a, b), which proves that
gcd(a, b) = gcd(a, b − a).
Lemma 1.1.10. Suppose a, b, n ∈ Z. Then gcd(a, b) = gcd(a, b − an).
Proof. By repeated application of Lemma 1.1.9, we have
Assume for the moment that we have already proved Theorem 1.1.6. A
naive way to compute gcd(a, b) is to factor a and b as a product of primes
using Theorem 1.1.6; then the prime factorization of gcd(a, b) can be read
off from that of a and b. For example, if a = 2261 and b = 1275, then
a = 7 · 17 · 19 and b = 3 · 52 · 17, so gcd(a, b) = 17. It turns out that
the greatest common divisor of two integers, even huge numbers (millions
of digits), is surprisingly easy to compute using Algorithm 1.1.13 below,
which computes gcd(a, b) without factoring a or b.
To motivate Algorithm 1.1.13, we compute gcd(2261, 1275) in a different
way. First, we recall a helpful fact.
Proposition 1.1.11. Suppose that a and b are integers with b 6= 0. Then
there exists unique integers q and r such that 0 ≤ r < |b| and a = bq + r.
Proof. For simplicity, assume that both a and b are positive (we leave the
general case to the reader). Let Q be the set of all nonnegative integers n
such that a − bn is nonnegative. Then Q is nonempty because 0 ∈ Q and Q
is bounded because a − bn < 0 for all n > a/b. Let q be the largest element
of Q. Then r = a − bq < b, otherwise q + 1 would also be in Q. Thus q
and r satisfy the existence conclusion.
To prove uniqueness, suppose that q 0 and r0 also satisfy the conclusion.
Then q 0 ∈ Q since r0 = a − bq 0 ≥ 0, so q 0 ≤ q, and we can write q 0 = q − m
for some m ≥ 0. If q 0 6= q, then m ≥ 1 so
r0 = a − bq 0 = a − b(q − m) = a − bq + bm = r + bm ≥ b
Aside from some tedious arithmetic, that computation was systematic, and
it was not necessary to factor any integers (which is something we do not
know how to do quickly if the numbers involved have hundreds of digits).
Algorithm 1.1.13 (Greatest Common Division). Given integers a, b, this
algorithm computes gcd(a, b).
1. [Assume a > b > 0] We have gcd(a, b) = gcd(|a|, |b|) = gcd(|b|, |a|),
so we may replace a and b by their absolute values and hence assume
a, b ≥ 0. If a = b, output a and terminate. Swapping if necessary, we
assume a > b. If b = 0, we output a.
2. [Quotient and Remainder] Using Algorithm 1.1.12, write a = bq + r,
with 0 ≤ r < b and q ∈ Z.
6 1. Prime Numbers
Note that we can just as easily do an example that is ten times as big, an
observation that will be important in the proof of Theorem 1.1.19 below.
Example 1.1.15. Set a = 150 and b = 60.
SAGE Example 1.1.16. Sage uses the gcd command to compute the great-
est common divisor of two integers. For example,
sage: gcd(97,100)
1
sage: gcd(97 * 10^15, 19^20 * 97^2)
97
Lemma 1.1.17. For any integers a, b, n, we have
Proof. The idea is to follow Example 1.1.15; we step through Euclid’s al-
gorithm for gcd(an, bn) and note that at every step the equation is the
equation from Euclid’s algorithm for gcd(a, b) but multiplied through by n.
For simplicity, assume that both a and b are positive. We will prove the
lemma by induction on a + b. The statement is true in the base case when
a + b = 2, since then a = b = 1. Now assume a, b are arbitrary with a ≥ b.
Let q and r be such that a = bq + r and 0 ≤ r < b. Then by Lemmas 1.1.9–
1.1.10, we have gcd(a, b) = gcd(b, r). Multiplying a = bq + r by n we see
that an = bnq + rn, so gcd(an, bn) = gcd(bn, rn). Then
so by induction gcd(bn, rn) = gcd(b, r) · |n|. Since gcd(a, b) = gcd(b, r), this
proves the lemma.
Lemma 1.1.18. Suppose a, b, n ∈ Z are such that n | a and n | b. Then
n | gcd(a, b).
1.1 Prime Factorization 7
Proof. Since n | a and n | b, there are integers c1 and c2 , such that a = nc1
and b = nc2 . By Lemma 1.1.17, gcd(a, b) = gcd(nc1 , nc2 ) = n gcd(c1 , c2 ),
so n divides gcd(a, b).
With Algorithm 1.1.13, we can prove that if a prime divides the product
of two numbers, then it has got to divide one of them. This result is the
key to proving that prime factorization is unique.
Theorem 1.1.19 (Euclid). Let p be a prime and a, b ∈ N. If p | ab then
p | a or p | b.
You might think this theorem is “intuitively obvious,” but that might be
because the fundamental theorem of arithmetic (Theorem 1.1.6) is deeply
ingrained in your intuition. Yet Theorem 1.1.19 will be needed in our proof
of the fundamental theorem of arithmetic.
1094173864157052742180970732204035761200373294544920599091
3842131476349984288934784717997257891267332497625752899781
833797076537244027146743531593354333897.
p = 10263959282974110577205419657399167590071656780803806
6803341933521790711307779
q = 10660348838016845482092722036001287867920795857598929
1522270608237193062808643.
31074182404900437213507500358885679300373460228427275457201619
48823206440518081504556346829671723286782437916272838033415471
07310850191954852900733772482278352574238645401469173660247765
2346609,
and its factorization was worth $20,000 until November 2005 when it was
factored by F. Bahr, M. Boehm, J. Franke, and T. Kleinjun. This factor-
ization took five months. Here is one of the prime factors (you can find the
other):
16347336458092538484431338838650908598417836700330923121811108
52389333100104508151212118167511579.
74037563479561712828046796097429573142593188889231289084936232
63897276503402826627689199641962511784399589433050212758537011
89680982867331732731089309005525051168770632990723963807867100
86096962537934650563796359
SAGE Example 1.1.23. Using Sage, we see that the above number has 212
decimal digits and is definitely composite:
sage: n = 7403756347956171282804679609742957314259318888\
...9231289084936232638972765034028266276891996419625117\
...8439958943305021275853701189680982867331732731089309\
...0055250511687706329907239638078671008609696253793465\
...0563796359
sage: len(n.str(2))
10 1. Prime Numbers
704
sage: len(n.str(10))
212
sage: n.is_prime() # this is instant
False
These RSA numbers were factored using an algorithm called the number
field sieve (see [LL93]), which is the best-known general purpose factoriza-
tion algorithm. A description of how the number field sieve works is beyond
the scope of this book. However, the number field sieve makes extensive use
of the elliptic curve factorization method, which we will describe in Sec-
tion 6.3.
n = p1 p2 · · · pd .
Suppose that
n = q1 q2 · · · qm
is another expression of n as a product of primes. Since
p1 | n = q1 (q2 · · · qm ),
We first show that there are infinitely many primes, then state Dirichlet’s
theorem that if gcd(a, b) = 1, then ax + b is a prime for infinitely many
values of x. Finally, we discuss the Prime Number Theorem which asserts
that there are asymptotically x/ log(x) primes less than x, and we make a
connection between this asymptotic formula and the Riemann Hypothesis.
3=2+1
7=2·3+1
31 = 2 · 3 · 5 + 1
211 = 2 · 3 · 5 · 7 + 1
2311 = 2 · 3 · 5 · 7 · 11 + 1
N = p1 p2 p3 · · · pn + 1, (1.2.1)
N = q1 q2 · · · qm
For example,
2 · 3 · 5 · 7 · 11 · 13 + 1 = 30031 = 59 · 509.
Multiplying together the first six primes and adding 1 doesn’t produce a
prime, but it produces an integer that is merely divisible by a new prime.
Joke 1.2.2 (Hendrik Lenstra). There are infinitely many composite num-
bers. Proof. To obtain a new composite number, multiply together the
first n composite numbers and don’t add 1.
12 1. Prime Numbers
X = [3, 5, 7, 9, 11, 13, 15, 17, 19, 21, 23, 25, 27, 29, 31, 33, 35, 37, 39].
We append 3 to P and cross off all multiples of 3 to obtain the new list
X = [5, 7, 11, 13, 17, 19, 23, 25, 29, 31, 35, 37].
Next we append 5 to P , obtaining P = [2, 3, 5], and cross off the multiples
of 5, to obtain X = [7, 11, 13, 17, 19, 23, 29, 31, 37]. Because 72 ≥ 40, we
append X to P and find that the primes less than 40 are
p = 232582657 − 1,
which has 9,808,358 decimal digits1 . This would take over 2000 pages to
print, assuming a page contains 60 lines with 80 characters per line. The
Electronic Frontier Foundation has offered a $100,000 prize to the first
person who finds a 10,000,000 digit prime.
Euclid’s theorem implies that there definitely are infinitely many primes
bigger than p. Deciding whether or not a number is prime is interesting, as
a theoretical problem, and as a problem with applications to cryptography,
as we will see in Section 2.4 and Chapter 3.
SAGE Example 1.2.4. We can compute the decimal expansion of p in Sage,
although watch out as this is a serious computation that may take around
a minute on your computer. Also, do not print out p or s below, because
both would take a very long time to scroll by.
sage: p = 2^32582657 - 1
sage: p.ndigits()
9808358
Next we convert p to a decimal string and look at some of the digits.
sage: s = p.str(10) # this takes a long time
sage: len(s) # s is a very long string (long time)
9808358
sage: s[:20] # the first 20 digits of p (long time)
’12457502601536945540’
sage: s[-20:] # the last 20 digits (long time)
’11752880154053967871’
3, 7, 11, 15, 19, 23, 27, 31, 35, 39, 43, 47, . . .
1 The 49th known Mersenne prime may have been found on January 7, 2016.
14 1. Prime Numbers
N = 4 · 3 · 7 − 1 = 83
N = 4 · 3 · 7 · 83 − 1 = 6971,
This time the small prime, 5591, is of the form 4x − 1 and the large one is
of the form 4x + 1.
Theorem 1.2.7 (Dirichlet). Let a and b be integers with gcd(a, b) = 1.
Then there are infinitely many primes of the form ax + b.
Proofs of this theorem typically use tools from advanced number theory,
and are beyond the scope of this book (see e.g., [FT93, §VIII.4]).
and connect this theorem with a form of the famous Riemann Hypothesis.
Our discussion of counting primes in this section is very cursory; for more
details, read Crandall and Pomerance’s excellent book [CP01, §1.1.5].
The following vague discussion is meant to motivate a precise way to
measure the number (or percentage) of primes. What percentage of natu-
ral numbers are even? Answer: Half of them. What percentage of natural
numbers are of the form 4x − 1? Answer: One fourth of them. What per-
centage of natural numbers are perfect squares? Answer: Zero percent of
all natural numbers, in the sense that the limit of the proportion of perfect
squares to all natural numbers converges to 0. More precisely,
Gauss conjectured the following asymptotic formula for π(x), which was
later proved independently by Hadamard and Vallée Poussin in 1896 (but
will not be proved in this book).
Theorem 1.2.10 (Prime Number Theorem). The function π(x) is asymp-
totic to x/ log(x), in the sense that
π(x)
lim = 1.
x→∞ x/ log(x)
We do nothing more here than motivate this deep theorem with a few
further observations. The theorem implies that
π(x) 1
lim = lim = 0,
x→∞ x x→∞ log(x)
so for any a,
π(x) π(x) aπ(x)
lim = lim − = 1.
x→∞ x/(log(x) − a) x→∞ x/ log(x) x
Thus x/(log(x) − a) is also asymptotic to π(x) for any a. See [CP01, §1.1.5]
for a discussion of why a = 1 is the best choice. Table 1.2 compares π(x)
and x/(log(x) − 1) for several x < 10000.
The record for counting primes is
π(1023 ) = 1925320391606803968923.
Note that such computations are very difficult to get exactly right, so the
above might be slightly wrong.
For the reader familiar with complex analysis, we mention a connection
between π(x) and the Riemann Hypothesis. The Riemann zeta function
ζ(s) is a complex analytic function on C \ {1} that extends the function
1.2 The Sequence of Prime Numbers 17
1250 10000
1000 7500
750
5000
500
2500
250
FIGURE 1.2. Graphs of π(x) for x < 10000 and x < 100000
18 1. Prime Numbers
P∞
defined on a right half plane by n=1 n−s . The Riemann Hypothesis is
the conjecture that the zeros in C of ζ(s) with positive real part lie on the
line Re(s) = 1/2. This conjecture is one of the Clay Math Institute million
dollar millennium prize problems [Cla].
According to [CP01, §1.4.1], the Riemann Hypothesis is equivalent to the
conjecture that Z x
1
Li(x) = dt
2 log(t)
is a “good” approximation to π(x), in the following precise sense.
Conjecture 1.2.11 (Equivalent to the Riemann Hypothesis).
For all x ≥ 2.01, √
|π(x) − Li(x)| ≤ x log(x).
√
If x = 2, then π(2) = 1 and Li(2) = 0, but 2 log(2) = 0.9802 . . ., so the
inequality is not true for x ≥ 2, but 2.01 is big enough. We will do nothing
more to explain this conjecture, and settle for one numerical example.
Example 1.2.12. Let x = 4 · 1022 . Then
π(x) = 783964159847056303858,
Li(x) = 783964159852157952242.7155276025801473 . . . ,
|π(x) − Li(x)| = 5101648384.71552760258014 . . . ,
√
x log(x) = 10408633281397.77913344605 . . . ,
x/(log(x) − 1) = 783650443647303761503.5237113087392967 . . . .
√
SAGE Example 1.2.13. We use Sage to graph π(x), Li(x), and x log(x).
sage: P = plot(Li, 2,10000, rgbcolor=’purple’)
sage: Q = plot(prime_pi, 2,10000, rgbcolor=’black’)
sage: R = plot(sqrt(x)*log(x),2,10000,rgbcolor=’red’)
sage: show(P+Q+R,xmin=0, figsize=[8,3])
1250
1000
750
500
250
The
√ topmost line is Li(x), the next line is π(x), and the bottom line is
x log(x).
1.3 Exercises 19
For more on the prime number theorem and the Riemann hypothesis see
[Zag75] and [MS08].
1.3 Exercises
1.1 Compute the greatest common divisor gcd(455, 1235) by hand.
1.2 Use the prime enumeration sieve to make a list of all primes up to
100.
1.3 Prove that there are infinitely many primes of the form 6x − 1.
π(x)
1.4 Use Theorem 1.2.10 to deduce that lim = 0.
x→∞ x
1.5 Let ψ(x) be the number of primes of the form 4k −1 that are ≤ x. Use
a computer to make a conjectural guess about limx→∞ ψ(x)/π(x).
1.6 So far 49 Mersenne primes 2p − 1 have been discovered. Give a guess,
backed up by an argument, about when the next Mersenne prime
might be discovered (you will have to do some online research).
1.7 (a) Let y = 10000. Compute π(y) = #{primes p ≤ y}.
x
(b) The prime number theorem implies π(x) is asymptotic to log(x) .
How close is π(y) to y/ log(y), where y is as in (a)?
1.8 Let a, b, c, n be integers. Prove that
(a) if a | n and b | n with gcd(a, b) = 1, then ab | n.
(b) if a | bc and gcd(a, b) = 1, then a | c.
1.9 Let a, b, c, d, and m be integers. Prove that
(a) if a | b and b | c then a | c.
(b) if a | b and c | d then ac | bd.
(c) if m 6= 0, then a | b if and only if ma | mb.
(d) if d | a and a 6= 0, then |d| ≤ |a|.
1.10 In each of the following, apply the division algorithm to find q and r
such that a = bq + r and 0 ≤ r < |b|:
1.11 (a) (Do this part by hand.) Compute the greatest common divisor of
323 and 437 using the algorithm described in class that involves
quotients and remainders (i.e., do not just factor a and b).
20 1. Prime Numbers
314159265358979323846264338
and
271828182845904523536028747.
2
The Ring of Integers Modulo n
A startling fact about numbers is that it takes less than a second to decide
with near certainty whether or not any given 1,000 digit number n is a
prime, without actually factoring n. The algorithm for this involves doing
some arithmetic with n that works differently depending on whether n is
prime or composite. In particular, we do arithmetic with the set (in fact,
“ring”) of integers {0, 1, . . . , n − 1} using an innovative rule for addition
and multiplication, where the sum and product of two elements of that set
is again in that set.
Another surprising fact is that one can almost instantly compute the last
1,000 digits of a massive multi-billion digit number like n = 12341234567890
without explicitly writing down all the digits of n. Again, this calculation
involves arithmetic with the ring {0, 1, . . . , n − 1}.
This chapter is about the ring Z/nZ of integers modulo n, the beauti-
ful structure this ring has, and how to apply it to the above mentioned
problems, among others. It is foundational for the rest of this book. In Sec-
tion 2.1, we discuss when linear equations modulo n have a solution, then
introduce the Euler ϕ function and prove Euler’s Theorem and Wilson’s
theorem. In Section 2.2, we prove the Chinese Remainer Theorem, which
addresses simultaneous solubility of several linear equations modulo co-
prime moduli. With these theoretical foundations in place, in Section 2.3,
we introduce algorithms for doing powerful computations modulo n, in-
cluding computing large powers quickly, and solving linear equations. We
finish in Section 2.4 with a discussion of recognizing prime numbers using
arithmetic modulo n.
22 2. The Ring of Integers Modulo n
• 1a = a1 = a
• (ab)c = a(bc)
• a(b + c) = ab + ac.
(a + nZ) + (b + nZ) = (a + b) + nZ
Rain and snow followed by sleet had reduced the traffic in the
streets of the Capital City to venturesome taxicabs and
occasional delivery cars. Few Washingtonians, not required by
necessity to venture out of doors, were so unwise as to risk a fall on
the slippery pavements, and the generally gay thoroughfares of the
fashionable Northwest were deserted. Weather-forecasters had
announced in the morning press that a decade had passed since
such a combination of ice and sleet had visited the city so late in the
winter.
The small procession of automobiles returning from Oak Hill
Cemetery coasted its way with care down the steep hills of
Georgetown and along the ice-covered asphalt. John Hale, the
occupant of the foremost car, pulled out his handkerchief and
mopped his face, which, in spite of the biting north wind and the zero
weather, was damp with perspiration.
“Thank God!” he muttered rather than spoke. “That is over.” He
turned and scowled at his companion. “Well, Frank, haven’t you
anything to say?”
Frank Latimer, who had been studying his friend in silence,
roused himself.
“It was a trying ordeal,” he remarked gravely, “and like you, I am
relieved that the funeral is over. Poor Austin!”
John Hale winced. “Don’t!” he exclaimed. “Suppose we leave the
—the laments to my sister-in-law, Agatha.”
Latimer nodded sympathetically. “She made an exhibition of
herself in the chapel,” he acknowledged. “I had no idea that she was
so attached to Austin. In fact,”—Latimer lowered his voice to
confidential tones—“I’ve always understood that she opposed a
marriage between Judith and Austin.”
“And quite rightly,” Hale’s voice rang out sharply. “Judith is a
splendid type of young womanhood, while——” He checked his
impetuous speech. “I opposed the match, also.”
“So I recall.” Latimer offered his cigarette case to his friend. His
chubby face wore a troubled expression. “Agatha Hale is a bit of a
trial, old man; let’s forget her.”
“I wish I could,” with gloomy fervor. “Why Robert ever picked out
such a piece of contrariness I never could understand; one moment
your friend, the next against you—and emotional!” His tone spoke
volumes. “While Robert——” He smiled wryly and Latimer finished
the sentence.
“Is the most unemotional of men,” he agreed. “Judith is more like
you, John, than like either of her parents.”
Hale moved uneasily and changed the conversation with some
abruptness as the car drove up to the curb and stopped before his
brother’s residence.
“I’m much obliged to you, Frank, for bringing me home,” he said,
preparing to spring out as the chauffeur opened the door. “I don’t
think I could have stood driving back in the same car with Agatha
and Judith. Won’t you come in with me?”
“I can’t, thanks; I have an appointment,” Latimer responded. “I’ll
see you later perhaps at the club. Eh, what the——”
The ejaculation was wrung from him by John Hale’s sudden
clutch on his arm and before he quite realized what was happening
he found himself propelled out of the car. Once on the sidewalk the
little stockbroker turned to his big companion in wrathful
bewilderment. The explanation John Hale offered for his precipitous
action was given under his breath, and Jackson, the chauffeur, failed
to hear it as he climbed back in his seat and, obedient to a signal
from his employer, shut off his engine.
“That damn bounder from Police Headquarters is waiting for an
interview, Frank.” John Hale indicated one of the library windows
overlooking the street where Latimer saw a man peering out from
behind the curtains. “I had entirely forgotten that Detective Ferguson
telephoned and asked me to see him this afternoon. I want you to be
present.”
The urgency of his tone silenced Latimer’s objections, and
without a word he accompanied him into the house, Anna, the
waitress, holding the front door hospitably open for them. Almost
tossing his fur-lined overcoat and hat into the servant’s arms, John
Hale strode at once into the library, and Latimer, pausing only long
enough to put down his hat and cane on the hall table, followed him,
forgetting in his interest that he had not removed his overcoat.
At the sound of their footsteps Detective Ferguson stepped away
from the window-alcove where he had been a witness of their arrival.
John Hale’s curt greeting and Latimer’s short nod caused him to
redden; he was not accustomed to such outward display of
contempt, for so he interpreted their manner.
“What can I do for you, Ferguson?” asked John Hale, signing to
the detective to draw up a chair as he threw himself down on a
lounge. “Sit down, Frank,” and he turned again to the detective, as
the latter remained silent, with an impatient “Well?”
“You can answer a few questions, sir,” replied Ferguson.
John Hale lifted his broad shoulders in a contemptuous shrug.
“I have already shown great patience in that line,” he remarked
dryly.
“Pardon me; you have answered a few questions most
impatiently,” retorted Ferguson. His temper was rising and rapidly
overcoming discretion. Instead of an angry rejoinder, John Hale gave
a short laugh.
“Well, go on, what are your questions?” he asked. “Remember
that we have just come from my stepson’s funeral, and,”—he cleared
his throat before continuing—“I—have been under a severe strain.”
“True, sir; I promise not to be long.” Ferguson hitched his chair
nearer the two men. “It is in regard to the funeral that I desire to
speak. I was told by Coroner Penfield that you had requested that
Austin Hale’s body be cremated.”
“Well?” questioned John Hale as Ferguson paused.
“Why did you make that request, Mr. Hale?”
“Because I believe in cremation,” promptly.
“Were you not aware that Austin’s body could not be cremated
until after the mystery of his murder had been solved?”
“No, I am not a lawyer.”
“One does not have to be a lawyer to know that such a request
would be refused,” replied Ferguson.
Again John Hale shrugged his shoulders. “The request was
perfectly reasonable,” he declared.
“Under normal conditions, yes,” dryly. “Why did you make it?”
John Hale’s raised eyebrows indicated annoyance at the
detective’s persistence. “I have already told you,” he stated. “It is
hardly necessary to repeat that I believe in cremation.”
“And the absolute destruction of the body, so that no further
medical examination could be made if the need arose?” Ferguson
smiled skeptically. “Now, honestly, did you really think such a request
would get by?”
John Hale controlled his temper with an effort. “An autopsy had
already been held and the cause of Austin’s death determined,” he
pointed out, and then, addressing his silent companion, “What was
McLane’s exact definition, Frank?”
Latimer took out his notebook and turned its pages until he came
to an entry.
“Dr. McLane stated that Austin died as the result of a chest
wound, and that death was instantaneous, as the weapon
penetrated to the heart, or words to that effect,” he added and
replaced the notebook in his pocket, as John Hale again addressed
the detective.
“You see, Ferguson, the autopsy told the cause of death;
therefore my request was not only natural, believing, as I do, in
cremation, but reasonable.” He leaned back and regarded the
detective with candid eyes. “That it was not granted was the
unreasonable feature of the case.”
Ferguson was slow in replying. “That you were advised to have
the body placed in the receiving vault at the cemetery shows how
your request was regarded by the authorities, Mr. Hale,” he
remarked, and Latimer broke into the discussion.
“Come, come,” he remonstrated. “You go too far in your zeal,
Ferguson. The ground is hard frozen and no graves can be dug;
therefore all bodies are being placed in the receiving vaults until the
weather moderates.”
“Maybe so,” Ferguson’s smile was non-committal. “But—your
request came very pat, Mr. Hale, and—it didn’t make a hit with
Headquarters.”
John Hale straightened his powerful figure. “I don’t care a damn
how it hit Headquarters!” he declared, and his voice rose in angry
accents. “If this is all you wish with me, we may as well cut short our
interview; my time is valuable.”
“And so is mine, sir,” retorted Ferguson with equal heat. “How
much longer am I going to be prevented from seeing your brother,
Mr. Robert Hale?”
“Depends on how long it takes you to turn your head,” remarked
a voice back of the three men, and with one accord they spun
around. Robert Hale was occupying his favorite chair and he met
their stares with one of mild surprise.
“How long have you been in the room?” demanded John Hale.
His brother looked at the clock on the mantel. “A bare thirty
seconds,” he answered. “You were so absorbed in conversation that
I hesitated to interrupt you. When this gentleman”—with a motion of
his hand toward Ferguson—“asked in such impassioned tones for a
sight of me, I could not refrain from announcing my presence.”
“But”—John Hale bent forward and stared earnestly at his brother
—“Dr. McLane said that you were to remain in bed, that you were too
weak——”
Hale interrupted him with a snap of his fingers. “That for
McLane’s diagnosis,” he said. “I am a bit weak, but staying in bed
won’t cure that complaint, so I dressed myself and came downstairs.
Where is Agatha?”
“She’s out,” tersely.
“So Anna informed me when I met her in the hall.” Hale swung
his chair around to the left so as to face them more directly. “Anna
also said that Judith was out and that Polly Davis was not in the
house? Why is every one out? Why”—with a quick impatient gesture
—“is there such a funereal air about the house?”
John Hale groaned inwardly and wasted a bitter ejaculation on
his sister-in-law. Why had Agatha postponed telling her husband of
Austin’s death? What if McLane had advised keeping the tragic news
from him—if he was strong enough to dress himself unassisted and
walk about the house, he had been strong enough to be told of the
events of the past forty-eight hours. But it had now fallen to his lot to
do so—it was generally his lot to be the harbinger of bad news in the
family. John Hale’s mouth set in grim lines.
“There has been a funeral in the house,” he announced with
characteristic bluntness. “Austin died Tuesday night.”
“Austin!” Hale sat bolt upright and regarded his brother; suddenly
he sank back in his chair and his head sagged forward on his chest.
“Good Lord!” John Hale leaped to his feet but Latimer was before
him in reaching his brother’s side.
“Some water—wine!” he called, and Ferguson bolted from the
room in search of Anna, the waitress. He found her polishing silver in
the dining room and at his breathless request she filled a glass with
ice water and thrust it in his hand. Ferguson reached the library just
as Latimer forced some cognac between Hale’s bloodless lips.
“He will revive in a minute,” he said, laying down the flask which
John Hale, recovering his dazed wits, had taken from a cabinet in
one corner of the library where his brother kept some wine secreted.
“His pulse is better now—there,” as the powerful stimulant took
effect. “He is coming to. Here, take a sip of this,” and Latimer
snatched the glass of water out of Ferguson’s hand. Hale, his eyelids
fluttering, drank slowly as Latimer tilted the glass gently against his
lips.
With an effort Hale jerked himself erect and then leaned back,
pushing aside, as he did so, Latimer’s supporting hand.
“I’m all right,” he protested weakly. “Just over-estimated my
strength—wait.”
In the ensuing silence Detective Ferguson studied Robert Hale
attentively; it was the first time he had seen the scientist at close
quarters. There was something effeminate in Hale’s good looks and,
in spite of his gray hair, Ferguson put him down in his estimation as
belonging to the “pretty boy type.” The impression was enhanced by
the stalwart appearance of John Hale; the brothers were in striking
contrast, both in physical build and in mental equipment—one had
achieved fame in his chosen profession, while the other had made a
bare living as the result of hard work. Ferguson’s lips curled in
contempt; the small, slight, middle-aged man was hardly an
impressive figure.
Suddenly Robert Hale reached for the flask and Latimer gave it to
him. Tilting his head backward, Hale took a long swallow, then laid
the flask carefully on the table within easy reach.
“Now, John,” he began, “tell me of Austin.”
“I should have broken the news more gently,” John Hale spoke
with contrition. “I should have remembered that you and Austin were
great pals.”
His brother passed his hand across his lips. “We were—” He
paused abruptly and did not complete his sentence. “Come, don’t be
afraid, I have myself in hand; tell me the details.”
John Hale looked dubiously at Latimer and the latter nodded his
encouragement. “Go ahead, tell him the whole story,” he advised.
“It’s worse to keep him in suspense.”
“Austin died on Tuesday night,” John Hale stated, choosing his
words with care, “to be exact, some time on Wednesday morning.
He was stabbed to death.”
“Stabbed!” Hale’s hand stole toward the flask, then was
withdrawn. “Stabbed by whom?”
“We don’t know.”
“Oh!” Robert Hale’s color was returning slowly. “Where was
Austin murdered?”
“Here.”
“Here?” The repetition was parrotlike.
“Yes, here.” Ferguson took a step forward and for the first time
joined in the conversation.
Hale turned and regarded him in silence, then looked inquiringly
at Latimer.
“This is Detective Ferguson of the Central Office,” he explained.
“He is detailed to investigate the mystery surrounding Austin’s
death.”
Hale placed his elbow on the table and leaned his head on his
hand.
“And what have you discovered, Inspector?” he asked.
“Nothing.” Ferguson, flattered by the title, spoke with courteous
promptness. “I have been waiting to interview you, Mr. Hale, as to
what transpired here on Tuesday night.”
“Tuesday?” Hale reflected a moment. “Let me see, I was taken ill
with the ‘flu’ last Friday, and I have not been up and about until this
morning. You will have to ask others in my household for
information.”
“I have,” Ferguson made no effort to conceal his disappointment
over his failure to elicit news. “And every one declares nothing out of
the ordinary was either heard or seen.”
“Tuesday night,” repeated Robert Hale thoughtfully. “Tuesday
night—why, John, you went in my stead with Agatha to the French
Embassy reception; did Judith accompany you?”
“No, she stayed at home,” John Hale explained. “She said she
had a headache.”
“And her husband?” inquired his brother.
“Major Richards? Oh, he had a business engagement at the
club.” John Hale pulled forward a chair and sat down, the interview
threatened to grow protracted. “It was Joe who found Austin on his
return.”
“Joe found him!” Robert Hale glanced upward and Latimer
started at the sudden flash in his dark eyes—eyes which until that
moment had seemed dull, almost dead, in their lusterless
expression. “Well, what then?”
“Joe called in the police,” John Hale continued. “And to-day we
are no nearer detecting the criminal or discovering the motive for the
crime than we were at that hour.”
“Give us a chance, Mr. Hale,” protested Ferguson. “This is the
first time I’ve seen you,” turning to the elder brother. “There’s some
information you must give, if Mr. John Hale won’t.”
“Play fair, Ferguson,” objected John Hale. “I have never refused
——”
“Be quiet, John.” Robert Hale spoke with authority. “As the head
of the house I will attend to this investigation.”
He was interrupted by a slight scream from the hall. The next
instant the portières were pulled aside and Mrs. Hale hurried toward
him.
“Robert, you are really downstairs—and Anna did not lie,” she
commenced incoherently. “Do you not know that you are
jeopardizing——”
“Quiet, Agatha”—Robert Hale let his wife clasp his hand in both
of hers, and Detective Ferguson, watching the scene with interest,
was again impressed with the quality of his voice. Rich in tone, softly
modulated, it almost caressed the ear, and Hale’s faultless
pronunciation added to the soothing effect. “Where is Judith?”
“Taking off her wraps. She will be here shortly.” Mrs. Hale seldom
completed her sentences when excited. “We have just returned from
—”
“I can guess”—Hale eyed her mourning and her reddened
eyelids. “John has told me of Austin’s death.” He patted her hand
gently, sympathetically; then before she could speak, addressed the
detective. “You said you wished to question me; kindly do so.”
Ferguson pushed forward a chair for Mrs. Hale near her husband
and, drawing out his notebook, chose a seat near the table.
“When did you last see Austin Hale?” he asked.
“Before he left for New York six weeks ago.”
“Did you expect him to return on Tuesday night?”
“No.”
“Was Austin in financial difficulties?”
“Not to my knowledge.” Robert Hale addressed his brother. “How
about it, John?”
“I never heard of his having financial difficulties,” the latter
replied, his attention partly diverted by Mrs. Hale; she had an
annoying habit of biting her nails whenever perturbed in mind, and
the gnawing sound, slight as it was, was getting on her brother-in-
law’s nerves. She met his glare with a fixed stare, totally
unconscious of the cause of his wrath.
“Was Austin in love?” inquired Ferguson, his fountain pen flying
over the paper, jotting down questions and answers.
Robert Hale laughed faintly. “Does a kitten play?” he asked.
“John, you are better qualified to answer that question than I; Austin
was your”—he paused—“stepson.”
“And my adopted son, as well,” John Hale amplified his brother’s
statement. “If Austin intended to marry, I was not his confidant, and,
therefore, am unable”—his manner grew stiff and formal—“to give
you any information on the subject.”
Ferguson frowned in perplexity. The antagonism between the
brothers was plainly discernible and Frank Latimer, instinctively
aware of which way the detective’s thoughts were turning, grew
uncomfortably warm and conscious that he was still wearing his
heavy overcoat.
Had Ferguson learned of the frequent disputes between the
brothers, which had at different times kept their Washington friends
in constant dread of their quarrels developing into actual conflict?
“Is it your custom to keep your safe unlocked, Mr. Hale?” asked
Ferguson, breaking the short silence.
“No.”
“Are you aware that it was open on Tuesday night?”
Hale picked up the flask of cognac, eyed it a moment, then laid it
down again before answering.
“No.”
“Has any one besides you the combination?”
“No.”
The detective watched Hale closely. Was his use of
monosyllables due to physical weakness, to a naturally taciturn
disposition, or to a desire to conceal information? Ferguson sighed
impatiently and resumed his examination with the point still
undecided in his mind.
“Mr. Hale,”—he spoke with growing impressiveness—“I found
Austin Hale lying dead in this room on Wednesday morning—he was
lying within a few feet of your open safe. The door had not been
forced; therefore it must have been opened by some one having the
combination.” He paused and the silence lengthened; abruptly he
broke it. “Please examine your safe, Mr. Hale, and see if any money
or documents are missing.”
“Wait, Robert.” The caution came from Mrs. Hale, and her
husband looked at her with marked displeasure. For the moment he
had forgotten her presence. “You must not overexert yourself,” she
continued. “Let me look in the safe?”
Robert Hale was on his feet before she had finished speaking.
“Don’t worry about me,” he exclaimed tartly. “I know what I am
about, Agatha,” and he walked somewhat unsteadily over to the
safe, the others following until they grouped themselves about him
as he knelt down. There was a distinct pause as he fumbled with the
dial.
Mrs. Hale’s anxiety grew—would her husband never get the door
open? She was again about to intercede as she noted the paleness
of his face and his heavy breathing, but the door suddenly swung
open and the remonstrance remained unspoken.
Pushing his heavy gray hair off his forehead, Hale moved closer
to the safe, and without haste examined every compartment, then,
supported by his attentive wife, he rose painfully to his feet and
dropped into a chair.
“My papers and my wife’s jewelry are intact,” he stated.
Ferguson replaced his fountain pen and memorandum pad in his
pocket.
“That settles it,” he declared. “Robbery was not the motive. The
murder of Austin Hale was an inside job——”
“You are wrong,” John Hale’s voice rang out loudly and echoed
through the large room. “Robbery was the motive.”
“Indeed!” Ferguson’s eyes snapped with excitement. Was he to
learn something tangible at last. “What was stolen?”
“Austin owned a valuable antique watch.” John Hale spoke
slowly, impressively, checking off each word on his finger. “He
always carried it—it was almost a fetish with him. The watch is
missing.”
Concealed by the portières, Judith Richards leaned limply against
the door-jamb of the library and only Anna, the waitress, passing
through the hall, heard her astounded gasp, followed by a low moan.
CHAPTER VI
SPECULATION
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was lacking twenty minutes of noon and Polly Davis frowned
as she consulted her wrist-watch. She was under
positive instructions from Robert Hale to complete the compilation of
data given to her the week before. Hale’s cramped and peculiar style
of penmanship was difficult to read at any time, and with her
thoughts wandering far afield, Polly found her task more irksome
than usual.
Swiftly her fingers moved over the familiar typewriter keys and
with mechanical exactness she copied—copied, pausing now and
then to decipher a nearly unintelligible paragraph, until she came to
the end of the manuscript notes. But her sigh of relief changed to a
swift, disgusted ejaculation as, dragging the last sheet out of the
typewriter she discovered that she had carelessly reversed the
carbon and that the second copy, intended for Hale’s files, was
blank. The impression, which should have been on it, was stamped,
instead, on the back of the top sheet.
With a gesture of rage she crumpled the sheet in her hand and
hurled it into the scrap basket. In its flight the paper ball just missed
striking Anna, the waitress, whose noiseless entry a second before
had escaped her attention. At sight of the servant Polly lowered her
hand, still raised after flinging the paper ball, and her features
relaxed to their wonted expression.
“I did not mean to bombard you, Anna,” she apologized. “Would
you mind moving the scrap basket over here where it will be more
handy? Thanks,” as the servant complied with her request. “Any
letters for Mr. Hale?”
“The postman hasn’t brought the second mail yet, Miss Polly.”
Anna unfolded a small card table and stood it in front of Polly. “I hope
you don’t mind having your luncheon a little earlier to-day, miss. The
Madam gave me this afternoon off to go to the movies.”
“Mind? Well, hardly, I’m ravenous,” and Polly brightened as Anna
put a well-laden tray before her. “You are quite a movie fan, Anna;
what are you going to see to-day?”
“‘The Official Chaperon.’” Anna poured out a steaming cup of tea
and deftly supplied the proper amount of cream and sugar. “They
say it is a thriller.”
“The title is a little more sedate than ‘Without Sin,’” acknowledged
Polly laughing. “I believe that was the last movie you told me of
seeing; perhaps the new one won’t give you a nightmare.”
Anna colored. She was sensitive about the scene she had
created ten days before when her screams had awakened the
household from sound slumber and brought forth a severe scolding
from Mrs. Hale on the subject of attending trashy plays. Robert Hale
had interfered in time to prevent Anna, whose red hair was indicative
of her hasty temper, from giving notice, to the relief of the other
members of the family who liked the silent, well-trained servant.
“‘The Official Chaperon’ is a dandy,” she declared stoutly. “’Least
so the papers say. It’s about a society girl who is under the hypnotic
influence of a rascal, miss, a regular rascal—he even makes her
commit murder.”
Anna brought out the last word with such intensity that Polly
actually jumped.
“I see you are in for another nightmare,” she said, but the smile
accompanying her banter was fleeting. “Isn’t Mr. Austin’s murder
terrible enough without harrowing your soul with further tragedies?”
Before replying Anna removed the cover of the toast dish and
placed its tempting contents almost directly under Polly’s nose.
“It’s terrible, miss; so terrible that I want to forget it.”
Polly’s laugh did not ring quite true. “You take an odd way to do
so,” she remarked. “However, Anna, go and see the hypnotic movie
murder, and my blessings go with you.”
Anna regarded the tray critically for an instant without moving.
“You are not eating, miss,” she remonstrated. “I don’t know what I’ll
do with you and Miss Judith.”
Polly laid down her fork. She had been merely toying with the
salad on the plate before her.
“Has Miss Judith lost her appetite?” she asked.
“Yes, miss.” Anna stepped nearer and spoke more rapidly. “Miss
Judith appears sort of—of in a trance, like.”
“Trance!” Anna had no occasion to complain of inattention. Polly
was regarding the girl’s comely face with deep interest. For the first
time she observed the dark lines under the large eyes and saw that
the soft cream-tint of Anna’s perfect complexion, which she had
frequently envied in the past, was an unhealthy white. “Trance,” she
repeated. “What do you mean, Anna?”
“Exactly that, miss.” Anna spoke with positiveness. “She moves
as if she was in a dream. She don’t eat, don’t talk, and I don’t believe
she sleeps.”
“Dear me!” Polly bit viciously into a piece of chocolate cake.
“Well, it is not surprising, Anna, that Miss Judith is upset. She and
Mr. Austin were very fond of each other.”
“Until he wished to marry her,” was Anna’s shrewd retort. “Oh, we
servants aren’t blind, miss.”
“No, worse luck!” The low-spoken ejaculation escaped Polly
unawares, and she bit her lip. Apparently it was not overheard, for
Anna made no comment, and Polly asked in haste, “How did you
know that Mr. Austin desired to marry Miss Judith? You were not
here at that time.”
“No, miss; but when the cablegram came telling of Miss Judith’s
unexpected marriage to Major Richards, cook told me all about Mr.
Austin’s courtship, and how Mr. Hale encouraged him. It was
common gossip, miss, not only below stairs but in society as well.”
Seeing that Polly had about completed her hastily eaten meal, Anna
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