"Ah!"
"I have talked with Miss Dare."
A different "Ah!" this time.
"And I was present when Mr. Orcutt breathed his last."
The look she gave was like cold water on Mr. Gryce's secretly growing hopes.
"What has that to do with it?" she wonderingly exclaimed.
The detective took another tone.
"You did not know Mr. Orcutt then?" he inquired.
"I had not that honor," was the formal reply.
"You have never, then, visited your cousin in Sibley?"