Colonel Ashley started to follow, but as LeGrand Blossom remained on board he decided to watch him instead of the woman, though he was vaguely disquieted trying to remember where he had heard her voice before.
CHAPTER XVIII. A LARGE BLONDE LADY
Reaching The Haven, Colonel Ashley, who had trailed LeGrand Blossom to the latter's boarding place without anything having developed, was met by Shag, who was up later than usual, for it was now close to midnight.
“What now, Shag!” exclaimed the colonel. “Don't tell me there are any more detective cases for me to work on. I simply won't listen. I wish I hadn't to this one. It's getting more and more tangled every minute, and the fish are biting well. Hang it all, Shag, why did you let me take up this golf course mystery?”
“I didn't do it, Colonel, no, sah!”
“What's the use of talking that way, Shag! You know you did!”
“Yes, sah, Colonel. Dat's whut I did!” confessed Shag with a grin. When the colonel was in this mood there was nothing for it but to agree with him.
“And it's the worst tangle you ever got me into!” went on Shag's master. “There's no head or tail to it.”
“Den it ain't laik a fish; am it?” asked Shag, with the freedom of long years of faithful service.