"That remains to be seen."
"Are you going to tell me what you have in your mind or not, Uncle
Adam?"
He gazed at her fondly. How could he tell her? And yet, if his suspicions were correct, it would be better for her to know the truth now than to be struck down by it later on.
"There is nothing very definite, Letty," he said slowly. "You know that all detectives get on the wrong trail at times—I have made a mess of more than one case—you know that, even if the general public doesn't."
"Then he is suspected of these murders?" she said boldly.
"If you must have the whole story, I'll tell it to you. It is certainly a curious situation. At first suspicions pointed to Mr. Langmore's daughter; now they appear to point to Mrs. Langmore's son. For your sake and for the sake of Miss Langmore, who appears to be a very nice young lady, I trust we shall be able to prove some outside party guilty."
"Tom isn't guilty, I am sure of that."
"And Raymond Case is equally certain that Miss Langmore isn't guilty."
"He is the young man who came here and engaged you?"
"Yes."