I’ll have to leave it with two loose ends.
First, the object or objects pertaining to Anne Talbot, Mrs. Oliver, Perdis, and presumably other assorted Hazen clients. They have never turned up. At least, the cops never found them. If one of the clients did, he didn’t announce it. So if the hints Hazen scattered around at the dinner party aroused your curiosity, I can’t satisfy it.
Second, the fee that Wolfe had certainly earned. Lucy refused to take any of Hazen’s leavings; she wouldn’t even take the house. That was noble, and even decent, considering how he had got it, but private detectives have to eat. Unquestionably Nero Wolfe has to eat. There’s a chance that she’ll get a chunk of Khoury’s pile eventually, on account of the evidence Cramer dug up that Khoury had stolen a couple of Titus Postel’s inventions, but Khoury, who is now in the death house while his lawyers hop around from court to court, has admitted nothing, and neither has his wife. So if you’re curious as to how much Wolfe collected for his thirty-six hours’ work I can’t satisfy you on that either.
As for a third point you might be curious about, whether Lucy and Theodore Weed have found out how they feel about each other, you may have one guess. If you need more than one, what do you suppose makes the world go around?