“Is it one family?” I asked.
“Yes, and a very respectable one. Transients, of course, but very well known in Denver. The lady is not the mother of the boys, but their aunt. The boys belong to the gentleman, who is a widower.”
“Their word ought to be good.”
George nodded.
“The boys look wide-awake enough if the father does not. As for the aunt, she is sweetness itself. Do they still insist that Miss Challoner was the only person in the room with them at this time?”
“They did last night. I don’t know how they will meet this statement of the doctor’s.”
“George?”
He leaned nearer.
“Have you ever thought that she might have been a suicide? That she stabbed herself?”
“No, for in that case a weapon would have been found.”