A Midsummer Night's Scream

Irving Walsh, he had a message to call Hilda Turner at his convenience. He did so when he’d completed his notes.
    “This is, I admit, rather silly, Detective Van-Dyne,“ she said. “I’ve thought and thought about Sven saying ‘rabbit’ and I think I might know why.“
    “Could you explain?“
    Miss Turner sighed. “It’s probably not going to help the least bit. Are you a father?“
    “Not yet. Probably not ever,“ Mel said with a smile in his voice.
    “Me too, not a mother,“ she replied, laughing. “Well, here is what I’ve remembered and it most likely means nothing. In the old days, mothers who had babies as winter approached used to make or buy these little pillowcase sort of bags. They were to keep the baby warm in a cold winter wind. There were a couple of buttons on each side and a sort of hood to put lightly over the baby’s head to keep him or her warm.“
    “I think I grasp the concept. But where does a rabbit come into it?“
    “Sven was a really little baby. Hardly more than five pounds, and he came home from the hospital with a cold. So my mother made him a rabbit-skin sack, lined with wool. He never had another cold and grew fast. Pretty soon he was too big to fit in it, and it was summer. But he wouldn’t part with it. Wouldn’t go to sleep without it in his crib. When he was almost six and had rubbed off all the fur by then, he gave it up. So it’s simply a comforting memory. He must have been dreaming about one of his favorite things in childhood.“
    “He certainly didn’t sound comfortable when he said it,“ Mel replied.
    “That’s because he was trying so hard to say it right. Don’t you think that’s why?“
    “It’s possible, I suppose. Well, this probably isn’t relevant to the case, but it is interesting. I don’t think I’ve ever seen or heard of such a thing. But thank you for letting me know.“
    Mel hung up the phone, still smiling, and tidied up the rest of his files. Half an hour later, he felt he had everything sorted properly and dialed Jane.
    When she answered, he said, “I’ve learned one thing about Sven and his saying ‘rabbit’ so forcefully“
    Jane said, “It must be important. You sound so cheerful.“
    “No, I’m cheerful because it’s completely irrelevant but kind of a funny story“ He parroted what Miss Turner had explained.
    “Oh, I know what those are. My grandmother used to make one for every single baby due to be born close to winter. But not with rabbit fur, that I remember. She made them of soft flannel in several layers, the best color on the outside. Pretty soon, women from neighboring towns started asking her to make them for their own upcoming babies. She eventually made good money on them, and finally found a catalog that sold a pretty plaid flannel in shades of light blue, light green, light pink, and light yellow.“
    Jane thought for a second and said, “I think I still have one of them stashed away somewhere that she hadn’t quite finished when she died. I’ll try to find it to show you.“
    “Is this the grandmother who grew the bing cherries?“
    “It is. She called the flannel bags baby buntings.“ She was silent for a moment and repeated, “Buntings.“
    “Bunting,“ Mel said. He was no longer cheerful.
    Jane said, “Don’t get carried away, Mel. It’s sheer coincidence.“
    “Maybe not. The theater had lots of those brochures showing pictures and bios of the actors all over the place. They’d probably been printed well ahead of time. It’s possible Sven couldn’t quite remember the name and substituted something close to it. Something hauled up in his subconscious from his childhood.“
    “I know you probably dislike John Bunting as much as most of the cast does, but that doesn’t matter.“
    “Whether I like him or not isn’t the point. I have to consider this as a possibility, though.“

Twenty

    Mel turned up at the rehearsal that evening . It was a technical walk-through, he was told. He didn’t ask what that meant. It was quite obvious. It mostly involved final lighting decisions. The actors walked through, saying their lines. Not with much feeling, apparently, and certain lights shifted with the action as they moved around the set.
    One scene seemed to be causing trouble. “That dress is an unattractive color,“ the lighting expert from the college called down to the stage. “I’ve tried all my filters and nothing helps. Tazz, do you have a different dress we could use for