**That shows his confidence in having someone to tell his story to. All his unknown fear is vanishing.**
**And then there's the hole in the air.**
**Yeah. I think I'll surface again, and try some straight questions on him.**
"Radcliffe," began Keller, "you haven't reported this to the police, have you?"
Radcliffe grinned. "Hardly. That would start the biggest scandal in years. I want it kept quiet until we found out who killed her."
"Well, we've ruled out accidental murder. You found no handgun in the room when you searched it?"
"No firearm of any kind."
Keller nodded. He let his mind drift back over four years—
To a time when he was in love with Mildred Simmons and had proposed to her ... and she had rejected him, saying she loved Harold Radcliffe.