"Do you know any young lady named Flossie?"
"Nope, never heard of any, that I remember. But Charlie has queer friends, if that's what you're getting at. Say, tell me more about the Pell case, if you're from Berrien. How did the murderer get out?"
"I haven't discovered that yet, but I hope to do so. I understand your father was an expert carpenter and joiner?"
"Yes, sir, he was that. He died some four years ago, but I've many examples of his fine work. Want to see some?"
But Stone could not stay to gratify the son's pride in the paternal accomplishments and the two callers left and went back to Pellbrook.
"There's the man," said Stone, briefly. "Charlie Young is the master mind behind all this deviltry."
"Did he kill Aunt Ursula?" asked Iris with angry eyes.
"I don't say that, yet," Stone said, cautiously, "but he's the man who is after the pin and——"
The detective fell into a deep study and Iris, busy with her own thoughts, did not interrupt him.
She positively identified the house as the one to which she had been taken, and if Mr. Stone said that Charlie Young was the villain who had directed the kidnapping, though he did not appear himself, she had no doubt Stone wad right.