I have a suspicion that may lead to something definite.
Let me tell you now, that during the past year you have warmed a
serpent in your bosom in the person of Harper Elliston. I have never,
until now, dared make this assertion in your presence, knowing as I
did the great respect you had for the oily-tongued fellow. The time
for plain speaking has come, however."
"I shall take no offense."
"No! I am glad to hear you say that. Come to my room, Dyke, and I will
tell you something that may open your eyes a little."
The detective complied, and when they were seated Harry poured out his
confidence.
"I am glad you have been thus frank with me, Harry," said the
detective when his friend had finished. "I have heard enough of late
to convince me that Elliston is a wolf in sheep's clothing!"
"And that is one point gained."
"It is."
"And I believe that it was Elliston who penned the decoy letter."
"I am more than half convinced that such is the case," admitted Dyke
Darrel.
"Have you investigated?"
"Thoroughly, since I came into town. I learned that Nell got off at
the depot, and that she met a red-haired man, and entered a hack with
him. After that all is blank."
"That confirms my suspicions, Dyke.
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