"Has anyone a key to it, excepting yourself?"
"No, nobody. Oh, yes, my brother has, but he's in Chicago."
"Was he in Chicago then?"
"Why, yes, I s'pose so. I don't know. Why?"
"Could he have come here that day, without your knowing it?"
"Of course he could have done so, and now you speak of it, I remember my wife said she smelt cigar smoke when we came home. I didn't notice it myself."
"What's your brother's name?"
"Young, Charlie Young. Is he up to anything wrong?"
"Is he apt to be?"
"Well, I wouldn't put it past him. Charlie's a case! I've tried to do well by him, but he's been a thorn in my side for years. I'm always expecting to have him turn up in trouble of one sort or another. Yes, if you ask me, he might have been here that day, and cut up any sort of monkey-shines!"