“Do you know who that man is?” demanded Jennie, in an awed whisper.
“Of course. He’s Grace Montgomery’s father.”
“Yes!” cried Jennie, impatiently. “But who else?”
“Why—why——”
“I don’t understand why we did not see it before!” exclaimed Jennie, mysteriously. “At any rate you ought to have remembered it when Scorch was talking that day.”
“I really wish you would say what you mean, Jen,” said her chum.
“That man—that Senator Montgomery—who knows your Mr. Gordon so well and says he is hurrying to him now——”
“Well?” asked the wide-eyed Nancy.
“That fellow is the man in gray of whom Scorch told us so long ago. Don’t you remember? The man who came to Mr. Gordon and seemed to object because he had sent you to school at Pinewood Hall?”
Nancy was stricken dumb for the moment. Scorch’s description of the mysterious man who had left Mr. Gordon in tears came back to her mind now, clearly.