“Vail?”
“Vail’s out of it. You see, he was in the elevator with Moore when it happened.”
“Unless Vail and Moore were the two men, and trumped up the whole story.”
“I don’t think that. Moore’s no criminal; he had no motive, and the whole weight of evidence and testimony goes to prove Moore truly interested in the solution of the mystery. He’s worked harder on it than you know. I’ve watched him. No, Bob Moore is not the man! And that lets Vail out.”
“Well, then—but I won’t suggest. You can dictate.”
“First let’s get Zizi and tell her.”
The girl was summoned and when Wise told her what he had found her big, black eyes danced with delight.
“Who’s the criminal, Zizi?” asked Wise.
“The man who married Molly,” she returned, promptly. “Also the man who hunted and found the recipe. Molly saw him doing that, and made him marry her or she’d tell. If he could contrive a mock marriage of course he did. Or it may have been a real one. That doesn’t matter. It’s his identity that matters. Two men! That man, then, and another.”
“Vail’s out of it,” Wise informed her, and told why. “Then, there’s Crippen,——”