“Oh, he was. Then tell us his name, or the Law will make you do so.”
“You ain’t the Law, miss. I’ll be goin’ now, and when the Law has anythin’ to say to me, lemmeno.”
“But wait a moment,” said Dorcas; “just tell me this. Did the man get what he wanted from Sir Herbert’s room?”
“Yes,—I mean, I don’t know. How should I know?”
Angry at the slip she had carelessly made, Molly ran away and was down the hall and around a corner before the girls realized she had gone.
“I know what they’re after,” said Dorcas. “Suppose I tell you,—and perhaps we can do something to help along.”
CHAPTER XVII
A Woman Scorned
“Whoever was searching in Sir Herbert’s room,” Dorcas began, “was after that recipe for the Binney Buns.”